The Rolling Stones - One More Shot

Uh baby, I got a message for you

You got me doing something

I thought I’d never will do

Give me one more, one more shot

And it’s all I got

Give you one more shot

And take me back

I’m all yours Jack

Yeah you got me freakin’

Yeah I’m over heat, just when things are sweet

you can’t meet on the street

Give me one more, one more shot

Yeah and it’s all I got

and doing up on me, (one more shot)

I’ll make your play,

Yeah, make my day

Put me in correction for my own protection

in your jurisdiction spare the crucifixion

Give me one more shot

Baby it’s all I got

Baby don’t freeze up on me

(One more shot)

I love, I love, I love, I love, I love x 3

Na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na

(One more shot)

Give me one, give me one more shot

Yeah and it’s all I got

Just one more

(One more shot)

Give me one, give me one more, one

give me one more shot

Yeah, babe

Give me one more shot

Na na na na na na na na na

Give me one more shot

The Rolling Stones - Doom And Gloom

I had a dream last night

That I was piloting a plane

And all the passengers were drunk and insane

I crash landed in a Louisiana swamp

Shot up a horde of zombies

But I come out on top

What's it all about?

It just reflects my mood

Sitting in the dirt

Feeling kind of hurt

Aaaaall I hear is doooom and gloom

And aaaaall is darkness in my room

Through the light your face I see

Baby take a chance

Baby won't you dance with meeeeee

Lost all that treasure in an overseas war

It just goes to show you don't get what you paid for

Battle to the rich and you worry about the poor

Put my feet up on the couch

And lock all the doors

Hear a funky noise

That's the tightening of the screeeeews

I'm feeling kind of hurt

Sitting in the dirt

Aaaaall I hear is doooom and gloom

But when those drums go boom boom boom

Through the night your face I see

Baby take a chance

Baby won't you dance with meeee

Yeah

Baby won't you dance with meeee

Oh yeah

Fracking deep for ...

But there's nothing in the sump

There's kids all picking

Ar the garbage dumb

I'm running out of water

So I better prime the pump

I'm trying to stay sober

But I end up drunk

We'll be eating dirt

Living on the side of the roooaaad

There's some food for thought

Kind of makes your head explode

Feeling kind of hurt

Yeah

But aaaall I hear is doooom and gloom

And aaaaall is darkness in my room

Through the night your face I see

Baby come on

Baby won't you dance with me

Yeah

Yeah

Baby won't you dance with me

I'm feeling kind of hurt

Baby won't you dance with meeeee

Yeah

Come on

Baby won't you dance with me

I'm sitting in the dirt

Baby won't you dance with me!!!

The Rolling Stones - (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction

I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no satisfaction.
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can't get no, I can't get no.

When I'm drivin' in my car
and that man comes on the radio
and he's tellin' me more and more
about some useless information
supposed to fire my imagination.
I can't get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that's what I say.

I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no satisfaction.
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can't get no, I can't get no.

When I'm watchin' my TV
and that man comes on to tell me
how white my shirts can be.
Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
the same cigarrettes as me.
I can't get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that's what I say.

I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no girl with action.
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can't get no, I can't get no.

When I'm ridin' round the world
and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that
and I'm tryin' to make some girl
who tells me baby better come back later next week
'cause you see I'm on losing streak.
I can't get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that's what I say.

I can't get no, I can't get no,
I can't get no satisfaction,
no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

The Rolling Stones - Beast of Burden

I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad but it's a hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see
I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on baby make sweet love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see
Oh little sister
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Pretty, pretty
Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Come on baby please, please, please
I'll tell ya
You can put me out
On the street
Put me out
With no shoes on my feet
But, put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery
Yeah, all your sickness
I can suck it up
Throw it all at me
I can shrug it off
There's one thing baby
That I don't understand
You keep on telling me
I ain't your kind of man
Ain't I rough enough, ooh baby
Ain't I tough enough
Ain't I rich enough, in love enough
Ooh! Ooh! Please
I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles and my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me
I don't need beast of burden
I need no fussing
I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

The Rolling Stones - Brown Sugar

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields,
Sold in a market down in New Orleans.
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright.
Hear him whip the women just around midnight.
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A-ha) Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should
A-huh.

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot,
Lady of the house wond'rin where it's gonna stop.
House boy knows that he's doin' alright.
You should a heard him just around midnight.
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A-ha) Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should
A-huh.

I bet your mama was a tent show queen, and all her boy
Friends were sweet sixteen.
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like,
You should have heard me just around midnight.

Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A-ha) Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like a, just like a black girl should.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like, just like a black girl should

The Rolling Stones - Miss You

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxHE876o3ME

I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been starring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say,
"Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you.
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to"
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah
Oh everybody waits so long
Oh baby why you wait so long
Won't you come on! Come on!
I've been walking Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"
Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
I won't miss you child
I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord I won't miss you child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
Lord, I miss you child
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah
Lord, I miss you child
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah
Lord, I miss you child
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah