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The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones


Информация
Откуда London, England
Жанры Rock
Rock'n'Roll
Blues Rock
Blues
R&B
Годы 1962—н.в.
Лейблы Decca Music Group
Virgin Records
Polydor
Interscope Records
London Records
Rolling Stones Records
ABKCO Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Ronnie Wood
Mick Jagger
Keith Richards
Charlie Watts
Бывшие участники
Brian Jones
Ian Stewart
Mick Taylor
Bill Wyman
Tony Chapman
Mick Avory
Dick Taylor



Альбом The Rolling Stones



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Rolling Stones - Everybody Needs Somebody To Love

I'm so glad to be here tonight and I'm so glad to be home. And I
Believe I've got a message for every woman and every man here tonight
That ever needed somebody to love. Someone to stay with them all the
Time, when they're up and when they're down. You know, sometimes you
Get what you want, and then you go and lose what you have. And I
Believe every woman and every man here tonight listen to my song and
It save the whole world. Listen to me.
Everybody wants somebody
Everybody wants somebody to love
Someone to love
Someone to kiss
Sometime to miss, now
Someone to squeeze
Someone to please
And I need you you you
I need you you you
I need you you you
I need you you you
Oh, sometimes I feel like
I feel a little sad inside
My baby mistreats me
And I kinda get a little little mad
I need you you you
To see me through, babe
When the sun go down
Ain't nobody else around
That's when I need you baby
That's when I say I love you
That's when I say I love you
Let me hear you say yeah
Let me hear you say yeah
Let me hear you say yeah
Let me hear you say yeah
I need you you you you
Somebody to see me through, baby
I need you you you
I need you you you
I need you you you
When the sun goes down
Ain't nobody else around
That's when I'm all by myself
That's when I need your lovin' darlin'
That's when I need you so bad
You're the one I really need bad (???)
I need you
To see me through baby
In the morning time too
When the sun goes down
Ain't nobody else around
I need your lovin' so bad
Everybody needs somebody to love
I'm not afraid to be by myself but I just need to be somebody to love
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time, babe
I said all the time, babe
I said all the time, babe
I need you
I need your lovin' so bad
Let me hear you say yeah
Let me hear you say yeah
Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me hear you say yeah
Uh, huh, huh, huh
Uh huh, huh huh huh
Yeah, I need you baby so bad bad bad, bad bad, bad bad bad bad
I need you
I need you you you
I need your lovin' babe
I need your lovin' darlin'
Everybody needs somebody
Everybody needs somebody
Everybody needs somebody
(repeat and ad lib)


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Rolling Stones - Down Home Girl

Lord I swear the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip greens
And everytime I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're wearin' them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant step
You been walkin' through the cotton fields
Oh, you're so down home girl
Everytime you monkey child
You take my breath away
And everytime you move like that
I gotta get down and pray
Don't you know that dress of yours
Was made out of fiberglass?
And everytime you move like that
I gotta go to Sunday mass
Oh, you're so down home girl
Oh, you're so down home girl
I'm gonna take you to the muddy river
And push you in
Just to watch the water roll on
Down your velvet skin
I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans
Down in Dixieland
I'm gonna watch you do the second?? line
With an umbrella in your hand
Oh, you're so down home girl
I'm with ya baby
You're so down home
Ow! Yeah, too much
Outta sight
You're so down home girl


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Rolling Stones - You Can't Catch Me

I bought a brand new airmobile
It was custom made
It was a Flight DeVille
With an outboard motor
And some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you can hear her sing
Now you can't catch me
No, baby, you can't catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze
New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rolling slowly 'cause of drizzlin' showers
Up come a flattop he was movin' up with me
Then come sailin' goodbye
In a little old suped up mini
I put my foot in my tank and I begin to roll
Moanin' sirens, was the state patrol
So I get out my wings and then I blew my horn
Bye-bye New Jersey I become airborne
Now you can't catch me
No, baby you can't catch me
'Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze
Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Wasn't no gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey be my love
Sweetest little thing that I ever seen
I'm gonna name you Mabelline
Flyin' with all the things set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three hours passin' by
Altitude dropped to 505
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let's get on home before we run out of gas
Now you can't catch me
No baby, you can't catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze










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Time is on my side (Yes it is)
Time is on my side (Yes it is)
Now you always say that you want to be free
But you'll come running back, you'll come running back
You'll come running back to me

Yeah, time is on my side (Yes it is)
Time is on my side (Yes it is)
You're searching for good times, but just wait and see
You'll come running back...

Go ahead, baby, go ahead. Go ahead and light up the town
And baby, do anything your heart desires
Remember, I'll always be around
And I know like I told you so many times before
You're gonna come back
Yeah, you're gonna come back, baby
Knockin', yeah, knockin' right on my door, yeah!

Time is on my side (Yes it is)
Time is on my side (Yes it is)
Cause I've got real the love, the kind that you need
You'll come running back...

Yeah, time, time time is on my side (Yes it is)
I said, time, time, time is on my side (Yes it is)
I said, time, time, time is on my side


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Rolling Stones - What a shame

What a shame
Nothing seems to be going right
What a shame
Nothing seems to be going right
It seems easy to me that everything can be alright
What a shame
They always wanna start a fight
What a shame
They always wanna start a fight
Well it scares me so
I could sleep in the shelter all night
Well alright
What a shame
You all heard what I said
What a shame
Y'all heard what I said
You might wake up in the morning
And find your poor self dead


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Rolling Stones - Grown Up Wrong

Well you've grown up all wrong
Well you've grown up all wrong
You come on too strong
Well you've grown up all wrong
Well you were easy to fool, when you were in school, but
You've grown up all wrong
Well you've grown up on me
Well you've grown up on me
Don't believe what I see
Well you've grown up on me
Well you look so sweet when you're in your jeans, but
You've grown up on me
Well you've grown up too fast
Well you've grown up too fast
Don't forget about the past
Girl, you've grown up too fast
Well you won't be a ???, but I'm through with you
Well you've grown up too fast
Well you've grown up too fast


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Rolling Stones - Down The Road Apiece

Now if you wanna hear some boogie like I'm gonna play
It's just an old piano and a knockout bass
The drummer's man's a cat they call Charlie McCoy
You know, remember that rubber-legged boy?
Mama cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease
Come on along boys it's just down the road apiece
Well there's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting(?) like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road apiece
Well there's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting(?) like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road apiece


Now if you wanna hear some boogie like I'm gonna play
It's just an old piano and a knockout bass
The drummer's man's a cat they call Charlie McCoy
You know, remember that rubber-legged boy?
Mama cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease
Come on along boys it's just down the road apiece
Well there's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting(?) like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road apiece
Well there's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting(?) like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road apiece


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When the sun beats down
And burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot
You wish your tired feet were fireproof

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby
Is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun
(Under the boardwalk) People walking above
(Under the boardwalk) We were falling in love
(Under the boardwalk, boardwalk)

On the park you'll hear
The happy sound of a carousel
You can almost taste the hot dogs
And french fries they sell

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby
Is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun
(Under the boardwalk) People walking above
(Under the boardwalk) We were falling in love
(Under the boardwalk, boardwalk)

Oh, under the boardwalk
Down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby
Is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having some fun
(Under the boardwalk) People walking above
(Under the boardwalk) We were falling in love
(Under the boardwalk, boardwalk)


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Rolling Stones - I Can't Be Satisfied

Well I'm going away to live
Won't be back no more
Going back down south, child
Lord now don't you worry ma

Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Well I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying

Well I feel like snapping
Pistol in your face
Going to let some graveyard
Lord be your resting place

Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah i just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying
Yeah

Yeah I'm all in my sleep
Hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my baby
Lord seen a doggone thing

Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying

Yeah I know my little old babe
She gonna jump and shout
That old train be late man
Lord I come walkin out

Woman I'm trouble
Trouble and all worried mind
Yeah I just can't be satisfied
Just can't keep on crying
Well




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Rolling Stones - Pain in my heart

Pain in my heart
Treatin' me poor
Where can my baby be?
Lord, no one knows
Pain in my heart
Won't let me sleep
Where can my baby be
Lord, where is she?
And one day
My days are gettin' tough
Won't you come back, come back, come back, baby
Lord
Pain in my heart
Won't let me be
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I wake up restless night in misery
Lord
Won't somebody stop this pain
Lord, one day
My days are gettin' tough
Won't you love me, love me, love me, baby
Pain in my heart
Pain in my heart
Somebody stop this
Pain in my heart
It's killin' me baby
This pain in my heart
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Pain in my heart
This pain in my heart



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Rolling Stones - Off The hook

Sittin' in my bedroom late last night
Got into bed and turned out the light
Decided to call my baby on the telephone
All I got was an engaged tone
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
Talkin' so long she upset my mind
Why is she talkin' such a long time?
Maybe she's sleeping, maybe she's ill
Phone's disconnected, unpaid bill
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
Don't wanna see her, afraid of what I'd find
Tired of letting her upset me all the time
Back into bed started reading my books
Take my phone right off of the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
It's off the hook
(repeat and fade)


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Rolling stones - Susie Q

Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
I love you
My Susie Q
I love the way you walk
I love the way you talk
Love the way you walk
I love the way you talk
My Susie Q
Say that you'll be true
Say that you'll be true
Say that you'll be true
And never leave me blue
My Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Honey I love you
My Susie Q



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