mine Now if your love is gettin' much stronger I'm sending invitations Why drag it out much longer? I'm still gonna send an invitation 'Cause I'll be
Oversettelse: Rolling Stones. Invitasjon.
'll do anything I've done a little bit of it all Mom how your son is known to ball I put 22's on everything I call The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce,
most anywhere Roll away the stone Roll away the stone And in the darkest night I'll keep you safe and all right Roll away the stone Roll away the stone
Yet kicked it all around Like some empty can of Miller Or some mangy blue-tick hound Yeah, but a rolling heart gathers no moss Only shit and sticks and stones
fur tree and a mammoth stone that said a??Hessea?? in huge Helvetica bold letters. It looked more like a marquee than a tombstone. And around the corner was this tiny stone
give my eyes up for lent I'll use my sockets to stock stones instead And with an icy cold stare, I'll hide bones in your bed Mate, please accept this invitation
ll do anything I've done a little bit of it all Mom how your son is known to ball I put 22's on everything I call The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce, the
coma too I'm goin' through a strange tug of war inside my mental wall Record just went platinum, I'm slappin' 'em, I'll show you all Cover of Rolling Stones
Take a look at my life, all black Take a look at my clothes, all black Like Johnny Cash, all black Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black Like
rapping to the man like randy savage You be the judge, come stand as I slam some There's open invitation to all and then some Chorus: Sticks and stones
Yo Abe Break me off a piece of that miracle funk! John: 2 Mother Mary got invited to a wedding Everybody's drinking, excited When all of a sudden The
the execution day Women approached the private sepulchre where the dead Messiah lay They queried amongst themselves as to who would roll the stone away
give up my eyes for lent I'll use my sockets to stock stones instead And with an icy cold stare I'll hide bones in your bed Mate! Please accept this invitation
door Well I don't know, don't know, don't know So I look to the window and the city below From this bed of mine Where I eat sweet jelly rolls Think
t find no culture Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer [Supreme] I guess you know about how I dreamt of super power wanted to roll with
[Chorus] C'mon baby I'm a rolling stone I want to conversate I want to take you home And if you want to take up on and ride its on I want to shag baby
