Bitch/ The Rolling StonesSticky fingers[ 1971] |
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I'm feeling so tired, can't understand it Just had a fortnight's sleep I'm feeling so stoned, oooh so distracted Ain't touched a thing all week Feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy Ain't touched a drink all night Feeling hungry, can't see the reason Just had a horse meat pie Yeah, when you call my name I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah, when you lay me out My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum You got to mix it, child,ya got to fix it It must be love, it's a bitch You got to mix it, child,ya got to fix it It must be love, it's a bitch Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud Kicking the stall all night Sometimes I'm so shy, got to beworked on Don't have no bark or bite * I'll tell you, yeah I feel alright now Got to be Yeah, I feel alright now Yes I do Hey, hey... |