Текст (слова) песни: Rolling Stones, The - Tumbling Dice
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Women think I`m tasty, but they`re always tryin` to waste me And make me burn the candle right down, But baby, baby, I don`t need no jewels in my crown.
`Cause all you women is low down gamblers, Cheatin` like I don`t know how, But baby, baby, there`s fever in the funk house now. 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, got 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` dice, (Call me the tumblin`) Got to roll me, Got to roll me, Got to roll me (Oh yeah) Got to roll me. Got to roll me, Got to roll me ( Keep on rolling, Keep on rolling)
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