Label: Rolling Stones Records - COC 69 100 • Format: 2x, Vinyl LP, Album Gatefold • Country: Netherlands • Genre: Rock • Style: Blues Rock, Classic Rock
Lyrics Forum Tablatures Links Feedback. Search lyrics archive:. All lyrics are property and copyright of their Grey - Various - The GA Comp owners and are provided for educational purposes only. All advertising proceeds are used to maintain its servers. Add to Favorites. What's the matter with the boy? He don't come around no more, is he checking out for sure?
Is he gonna close the door on me? I'm always hearing voices on the street, I want to shout, but I can't hardly speak. I was making love last night to a dancer friend of mine. I can't seem to stay in step, 'cause she come ev'ry time that she pirouettes over me. But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming, I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.
I'm zipping through the days at lightning speed. Plug in, flush out and fight the lucky feed. Heading for the overload, splattered on the dusty road, kick me like you've kicked Shake Your Hips - The Rolling Stones - Exile On Main Street , I can't even feel the pain no more.
Feel so hypnotized, can't describe the scene. Feel so mesmerized all that inside me. The sunshine bores the daylights out of me. Chasing shadows moonlight mystery. Headed for the overload, splattered on the dusty road, kick me like you've kicked before, I can't even feel the pain no more. I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall, drive myself right over the wall. Rip this joint, gonna save your soul, so round and round and round we go.
Roll this joint, gonna get down low, start my starter, gonna stop the show. Oh, yeah! Mister President, Mister Immigration Man, let me in, sweetie, to your fair land. Dig that sound on the radio, then slip it right across into Buffalo. Dick and Pat in ole D. Ying yang, you're my thing, oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing. Flip Flop, fit to drop, come on baby, won't you let it rock?
From San Jose down to Santa Fe, kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day. Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too, some brand new steps and some weight to lose. Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low, so round and round and round we'll go. Shake Your Hips - The Rolling Stones - Exile On Main StreetBham, Birmingham, Alabam' don't give a damn. Little Rock fit to drop. Ah, let it rock. Don't move your head, don't move your hands, don't move your lips, just shake your hips.
Do the hip shake, babe, do the hip shake, babe, shake your hip, babe, shake your hip, babe, What you don't know don't be afraid just listen to me and do what I say. Do the hip shake, babe, do the hip shake, babe, shake your hip, babe, shake your hip, babe, well ain't that easy Well, I met a little girl in a country town she said, "What do you know there's Slim Harpo!
Do the hip shake, babe, Do the hip shake, babe, shake your hip, babe, shake your hip, babe, well ain't that easy. Sky diver insider Thee Überzwerch - Siemers - Inter Pares Inter Pares, skip rope, stunt flyer. Wounded lover, got no time on hand. One last cycle, thrill freak Uncle Sam. Pause for bus'ness, hope you understand.
Judge and jury walk out hand in hand. Dietrich movies, close up boogies, kissing cut in cans. Grotesque music, million dollar sad. Got no tactics, got no time on hand. Left shoe shuffle, right shoe muffle, sinking in the sand. Fade out freedom, steaming heat on, Watch that hat in black. Finger twitching, got no time on hand. This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', you know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, don't you see the time flashin' by. Honey, Shake Your Hips - The Rolling Stones - Exile On Main Street no money, I'm all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider, you can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me and call me the tumblin', roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter, playin' the field ev'ry night. Baby, can't stay, you got to roll me and call me the tumblin' diceroll me and call me the tumblin' Got to roll me.
Got to roll me. Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs, drop your reds, drop your greens and blues. Thank you for your wine, California, thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits. Yes I got the desert in my toenail and I hid the speed inside my shoe. But Come on, come on down Sweet Virginia, come on, honey child, I beg of you. Come on, come on down, you got it in you. Bound to follow you down, just a dead beat right off the street.
Bound to follow you down. Well the ballrooms and Ruby Tuesday - Rod Stewart - Lead Vocalist bordellos and dressing rooms filled with parasites. On stage the band has got problems, they're a bag of nerves on first nights. He ain't tied down to no home town, yeah, and he thought he was wreckless. You think he's bad, he thinks you're mad, yeah, and the guitar player gets restless.
Well his coat is torn and frayed, it's seen much better days. Just as long as the guitar plays let it steal your heart away, let it steal your heart away. Joe's got a cough, sounds kind a Fever - Thomas Pogadl vs. Loo Kain - Fever, yeah, and the codeine to fix it. Doctor prescribes, drug store supplies, who's gonna help him to kick it? Well, she ain't no singer and she ain't no star, but she sure talk good, and she move so fast.
But the gal in danger, yeah, de gal in chains, but she keep on pushin', would ya take her place? She countin' up de minutes, she countin' up de days, She's a sweet black Shake Your Hips - The Rolling Stones - Exile On Main Street , woh, not a sweet black slave. Ten little niggers sittin' on de wall, her borthers been a fallin', fallin' one by one. For a judges murder in a judges court, now de judge he gonna judge her for all dat he's worth. Well de gal in danger, de gal in chains, but she keep on pushin' would you do the same?
She countin' up de minutes, she countin' up de days, she's a sweet black angel, not a gun toting teacher, not a Red lovin' school mom, ain't someone gonna free her, free de sweet black slave, free de sweet black slave. I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud. Yes, I'm fumbling and Shake Your Hips - The Rolling Stones - Exile On Main Street know my car don't start.
Yes, I'm stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar. Give me little drink from your loving cup. Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk. I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun. I'm the man that bringus you roses when you ain't got none. Well I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight you if you want to push and pull with me all night.
Give me little drink from you loving cup. I feel so humble with you tonight, just sitting in front of the fire. See your face dancing in the flame, feel Partition - Beyoncé - Beyoncé [Edited Version] mouth kissing me again, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.
Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz. Yes, I am nitty gritty and my shirt's all torn, but I would Serene - I-Low - Music Surround to spill the beans with you till dawn. Never made a school mama happy, never blew a second chance.
I need a love to keep me happy, I need a love to keep me happy. Baby, baby keep me happy. Always took candy from strangers, didn't wanna get me no trade. Never want to be like papa, working for the boss ev'ry night and day.
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