The Rolling Stones

The band's on stage and it's one of those nights, oh yeah,
the drummer thinks that he is dynamite, oh yeah
You lovely ladies in your leather and lace,
a thousand lips I would love to taste,
I got one heart and it hurts like hell,
if you can't rock me somebody will,
if you can't rock me somebody will

Now who's that black girl in the bright blue hair, oh yeah,
now don't you know that it's rude to stare, oh yeah
I'm not so green but I'm feelin' so fresh,
I simply love to put her to the test, she's so alive and she's dressed to kill, but
if you can't rock me somebody will,
if you can't rock me somebody will
if you can't rock me somebody will,
if you can't rock me somebody will

Now I ain't lookin' for no pretty face, oh no,
or for some hooker workin' roughish trade
And there ain't nothing like a perfect mate,
and I ain't lookin' for no wedding cake,
but I been talkin' 'bout it much too long,
I think I better sing just one more song
I got one heart and it hurts like hell,
I'm simply dying for some thrills and spills,
If you can't rock me, somebody will,
somebody will, somebody will
if you can't rock me

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Get Off Of My Cloud (Jagger/Richards)


I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor
of my block
And I sit at home looking out the window
Imagining the world has stopped
Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up
like a Union Jack
And says, I've won five pounds if I have his
kind of detergent pack

I say, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby

The telephone is ringing
I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is there on the line?"
A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?"
Well, I guess I'm doin' fine
He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise
Don't you people ever wanna go to bed ?
Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have
to drive me out of my head?"

I say, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby

I was sick and tired, fed up with this
And decided to take a drive downtown
It was so very queit and peaceful
There was nobody, not a soul around
I laid myself out, I was so tired
And I started to dream
In the morning the parking tickets were just
like a flag stuck on my window screen
I say, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby
I say, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd