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Rolling Stones : Some Girls
1978

  1. Miss You
  2. When The Whip Comes Down
  3. Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me)
  4. Some Girls
  5. Lies

  6. Faraway Eyes
  7. Respectable
  8. Before They Make Me Run
  9. Beast Of Burden
  10. Shattered

Miss You

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I've been holding out so long I've been sleeping all alone
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Lord, I miss you I've been hanging on the phone I've been sleeping all alone I want to kiss you Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo I've been haunted in my sleep You've been starring in my dreams Lord, I miss you, child 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 dying to meet you We're gonna bring a case of wine Hey lets go 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
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Oh, everybody waits so long
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Oh baby, why you wait so long
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| Won't you, come on, come on! I've been walkin' 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, to myself Sometimes I say... Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, 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 just been blotting out my mind Fooling on my time No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
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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

When The Whip Comes Down

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Yeah, momma and poppa told me I was crazy to stay I was gay in New York, which is a fag in LA So I saved my money and I took a plane Wherever I go, they treat me the same
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When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down |
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I'm going down 53rd street and they're spitting in my face I'm learning the ropes, yeah, I'm learning a trade The east river truckers is churning with trash I've got so much money that I'm spending so fast When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the shit hits the fan I'll be sitting on the can When the whip comes down Yeah, some called me garbage while I was sleeping on the street But I never roll, oh, and I never cheat I'm filling a need, I'm plugging a hole My mama's so glad I ain't on the dole When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the shit hits the fan I'm sitting on the can When the whip comes down When the whip comes down |
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When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down

Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me)

<Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong>
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I look out my window watch her as she passes by
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I say to myself I'm such a lucky guy
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To have a girl like her is a dream come true
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And of all the girls in New York she loves me true
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It was just my imagination, once again
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Running away with me
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It was just my imagination
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Running away with me Soon we'll be married and raise a family Two boys for you, what about two girls for me I tell you I am just a fellow with a one track mind Whatever it is I want baby I seek and I shall find I'll tell ya It was just my imagination, once again Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me |
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Every night I hope and pray "Dear Lord, hear my plea Don't ever let another take her love from me
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Or I will surely die" Her love is ecstasy When her arms unfold me I hear her tender rhapsody But in reality, she doesn't even know me It was just my imagination, once again Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me

Some Girls

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Some girls give me money Some girls buy me clothes Some girls give me jewelry
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That I never thought I'd own Some girls give me diamonds Some girls, heart attacks Some girls I give all my bread to I don't ever want it back |
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| Some girls give me jewelry Others buy me clothes Some girls give me children I never asked them for |
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So give me all your money Give me all your gold I'll buy you a house back in Zuma Beach
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And give you half of what I own Some girls take my money Some girls take my clothes Some girls get the shirt off my back And leave me with a lethal dose |
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| French girls they want Cartier Italian girls want cars American girls want everything in the world You can possibly imagine English girls they're so prissy I can't stand them on the telephone Sometimes I take the receiver off the hook I don't want them to ever call at all |
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| White girls they're pretty funny Sometimes they drive me mad Black girls just wanna get fucked all night I just don't have that much jam Chinese girls are so gentle They're really such a tease You never know what they're cookin' Inside those silky sleeves Gimme all your money Give me all your gold I'll buy you a house back in Zuma beach And give you half of what I own |
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| Yeah, baby won't you please come home! Some girls they're so pure Some girls so corrupt Some girls give me children I only made love to her once Give me half your money Give me half your car Give me half of everything I'll make you world's biggest star So gimme all your money Give me all your gold Let's go back to Zuma beach I'll give you half of everything I own |
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Lies

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Lies, dripping off your mouth like dirt Lies, lies in every step you walk Lies, whispered sweetly in my ear Lies, how do I get out of here?
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Why, why you have to be so cruel?
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Lies, lies, lies I ain't such a fool! Lies, lies in my poppa's looks Lies, lies in my history books Lies, lies like they teach in class Lies, lies, lies I catch on way too fast Fire, fire upon your wicked tongue Lies, lies, lies you're trying to spoil my fun |
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Lies, lies you dirty jezebel
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Why, why, why, why don't you go to hell?
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Why, why you think me such a fool?
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Lies, lies, lies honey that's ya rules! Lies, lies, lies, lies, oh my lies |
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Faraway Eyes

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I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield Listening to gospel music on the coloured radio station
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And the preacher said, "You know you always have the Lord by your side"
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And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran twenty red lights in his honor
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Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord I had an arrangement to meet a girl, and I was kind of late And I thought by the time I got there she'd be off She'd be off with the nearest truck driver she could find Much to my surprise, there she was sittin' in the corner A little bleary, worse for wear and tear Was a girl with far away eyes
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So if you're down on your luck
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And you can't harmonise
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Find a girl with far away eyes
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And if you're downright disgusted
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And life ain't worth a dime
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Get a girl with far away eyes Well the preacher kept right on saying that all I had to do Was send ten dollars to the church of the sacred bleeding heart of Jesus Located somewhere in Los Angeles, California And next week they'd say my prayer on the radio, and all my dreams would come true So I did, the next week, I got a prayer With a girl, well, you know what kind of eyes she got So if you're down on your luck I know you all sympathize Find a girl with far away eyes And if you're downright disgusted And life ain't worth a dime Get a girl with far away eyes

Respectable

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Well, now we're respected in society
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We don't worry about the things that we used to be
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We're talking heroin with the President
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Well, it's a problem, sir, but it can't be bent Well, now you're a pillar of society You don't worry about the things that you used to be You're a rag trade girl, you're the queen of porn You're the easiest lay on the White House lawn
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Get out of my life, don't come back Get out of my life, don't come back
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She's so respectable
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She's so respectable
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She's so delectable
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She's so respectable
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Get out of my life, don't take my wife, don't come back Get out of my life, don't take my wife, don't come back Alright, Keith!
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She's so respectable She's so respectable She's so respectable She's so respectable Get out of my life, don't take my wife, don't come back Get out of my life, don't take my wife, don't come back Get out of my life, don't take my wife, don't come back

Before They Make Me Run

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Worked the bars and sideshows along the twilight zone
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Only a crowd can make you feel so alone
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And it really hit home
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Booze and pills and powders, you can choose your medicine
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Well here's another goodbye to another good friend
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After all is said and done I gotta move while it's still fun
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Let me walk before they make me run After all is said and done I gotta move while it's still fun I'm gonna walk before they make me run Watched the tail-lights fading, there ain't a dry eye in the house They're laughing and singing Started dancing and drifting as I left town Gonna find my way to heaven, 'cause I did my time in hell I wasn't looking too good but I was feeling real well After all is said and done I gotta move, I had my fun So let us walk before they make us run |
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| After all is said and done I did alright, I had my fun I will walk before they make me I will walk before they make me I will walk before they make me run

Beast Of Burden

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 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
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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 you, 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 Am I hard enough? Am I rough enough? Am I rich enough? In love enough oh 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

Shattered

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Love and hope and sex and dreams
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Are still surviving on the street
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Look at me, I'm in tatters!
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I'm shattered
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Friends are so alarming and my lover's never charming
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Life's just a cocktail party on the street, Big Apple
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People dressed in plastic bags directing traffic
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Some kind of fashion, shattered
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Laughter, joy, and loneliness
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And sex and sex and sex and sex
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And look at me, I'm in tatters!
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I'm shattered, shattered
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All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout
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Schmatta, schmatta, schmatta, I can't give it away on 7th Avenue
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This town's been wearing tatters
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Shattered, shattered
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Work and work for love and sex, ain't you hungry for success?
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Success, success, success! Does it matter?
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Ahhh, look at me, I'm shattered
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I'm shattered
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Look at me, I'm a shattered, yeah Pride and joy and greed and sex That's what makes our town the best Pride and joy and dirty dreams And still surviving on the street And look at me, I'm in tatters, yeah I've been battered, what does it matter? Does it matter, uh-huh Does it matter, uh-huh I'm a shattered, shattered Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up! To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough! You got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown What a mess this town's in tatters, I've been shattered My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan Uh-huh, this town's full of money grabbers Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots Uh-huh, my brain's been battered My friends they come around they Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter! Pile it up, pile it up, pile it high on the platter