TUMBLING DICE — текст песни (The Rolling Stones)

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Women think I`m tasty, but they`re always tryin` to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down,
But baby, baby, I don`t need no jewels in my crown.

`Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
Cheatin` like I don`t know how,
But baby, baby, there`s fever in the funk house now.
This low down bitchin` got my poor feet a itchin`,
You know you know the duece is still wild.

Baby, I can`t stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin` dice.

Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
Don`t you see the time flashin` by.
Honey, got no money,
I`m all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I`m the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime.

But baby, I can`t stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin`,
Roll me and call me the tumblin` dice.

Oh, my, my, my, I`m the lone crap shooter,
Playin` the field ev`ry night.

Baby, can`t stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin` dice, (Call me the tumblin`)
Got to roll me, Got to roll me, Got to roll me (Oh yeah)
Got to roll me. Got to roll me, Got to roll me ( Keep on rolling, Keep on rolling)