Tumbling dice/ The Rolling StonesExile on main street[ 1972] |
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Woman think I'm tasty But theyre always trying to waste me And make me burn the candle night down But baby baby I dont need no jewels in my crown Cause all you women is low down gamblers Cheating like I don't know how But baby crazy there's fever in the funk house now This low down bitchin' got me poor feet a-itching Do you know the deuce is still wild Baby I can't stay You got to roll me and call me the tumbling dice Always in a hurry That I never stop to worry Don't see the time flashing by Honey, I got no money I'm all six and seven and nines Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider You can be my patner in crime * Oh my my I'm the lone crap shooter Playin' the field every night * |