HEARTS FOR SALE — текст песни (The Rolling Stones)

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

My spirit is winging
My soul is free
I`m doing my drinking
In good company
The music`s screaming
My feet are flying
Everybody`s laughing
And nobody`s crying
Sneak suspicion
It drags me down
A nagging feeling
Going round

Hearts for sale
Going cheap
Hearts for sale
Lovers` leap

My belly`s full
My glass is brimming
The women look so beautiful
And I feel like singing
The voice of conscience
The voice of reason
Is yacking in my plans
I call that treason

Hearts for sale
Going cheap
Hearts for sale
Blood runs deep

I`m losing my willpower
My blood`s running cold
My body`s on pause
My mind`s stuck on hold
There ain`t nothing I can do about it
Sneak suspicion
It drags me down
Nagging feeling
Going round

Hearts for sale
Going cheap
Hearts for sale
Blood runs deep
Hearts for sale

I don`t need a doctor
I need a deputation
You don`t want my loving
You can just take my resignation
I`m under the hammer
I`m a full time worker
I`m a real body slammer