(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
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I hear you talking when I'm on the street,
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Your mouth don't move but I can hear you speak.
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What's the matter with the boy?
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He don't come around no more,
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Is he checking out for sure?
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Is he gonna close the door on me?
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And I'm always hearing voices on the street,
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I want to shout, but I can't hardly speak.
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I was making love last night
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To a dancer friend of mine.
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I can't seem to stay in step,
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'Cause she come ev'ry time that she pirouettes over me.
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And I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
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I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.
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I'm zipping through the days at lightning speed.
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Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin' feed.
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Heading for the overload,
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Splattered on the dusty road,
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Kick me like you've kicked before,
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I can't even feel the pain no more.
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But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
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I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.
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Feel so hypnotized, can't describe the scene.
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Feel so mesmerized all that inside me.
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The sunshine bores the daylights out of me.
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Chasing shadows moonlight mystery.
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Headed for the overload,
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Splattered on the dirty road,
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Kick me like you've kicked before,
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I can't even feel the pain no more.
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But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
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I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.
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Rocks Off
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The Rolling Stones |