Rolling Stones - ROcks oFF

(m. jagger/k. richards)

I hear you talking when Im on the street,
Your mouth dont move but I can hear you speak.
Whats the matter with the boy?
He dont come around no more,
Is he checking out for sure?
Is he gonna close the door on me?

Im always hearing voices on the street,
I want to shout, but I cant hardly speak.
I was making love last night
To a dancer friend of mine.
I cant seem to stay in step,
cause she come evry time that she pirouettes over me.

And I only get my rocks off while Im dreaming,
I only get my rocks off while Im sleeping.

Im zipping through the days at lightning speed.
Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin feed.
Heading for the overload,
Splattered on the dirty road,
Kick me like youve kicked before,
I cant even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while Im dreaming, (only get them off)
I only get my rocks off while Im sleeping. (only get them off)

Feel so hypnotized, cant describe the scene.
Its all mesmerized all that inside me.
The sunshine bores the daylights out of me.
Chasing shadows moonlight mystery.
Headed for the overload,
Splattered on the dirty road,
Kick me like youve kicked before,
I cant even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while Im dreaming (only get them off, get them off),
I only get my rocks off while Im sleeping (only get them off, get them off).


(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Hey girls, you better listen to me
I'm getting starved for your company
All day Monday, and all day Tuesday
I played football, there's nothing on the telly
Now ever since I was just 13 years old
Well, I always felt shy but I acted so bold
I never had the money and I never had the class
But I always seemed to get myself a Saturday night piece of ass!
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys all go, hold me tight
Where the boys all go, Saturday night
Where the boys all go
Saturday morning you can see me at the pub
and I'm pissing away me money and I can't stand up
Cab fare, pop? You look silly in the road
Get in everybody, where the boys all go!
Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeee--eeeeeeee
Hey! Never keep a secret from yuuuuuuuuuwwwwwww
Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeeee-eeeeeee
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys go, hold me tight
Where the boys go, stand around and grope
Where the boys go, showing off their clothes
Where the boys go, down the disco!
Hey girls, what you doin' tonight?
Now do you want to dance, or do you want to bite?
Look here, darlin, I know the score
Paint your face, dye your hair, I'll see you round the back!
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys go, hold me tight
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys go, for a giggle and a lawff
Where the boys go, and a little piece of ass
Where the boys go, for a little piece of this
Where the boys go, for a little piece of that
Where the boys go, for a little piece of stick!
Where the boys go, for a little piece of cunt!

HOT STUFF

Hot stuff, hot stuff
Can't get enough
Hot stuff, hot stuff, can't get enough

The music is mighty, mighty fine
Hot stuff
Play it rough

Cause music is what I want
To keep my body always moving
Yeah, shake it up, hot stuff

Everyday I get another dose
I can't stand it when the music stops
Hot stuff

Everybody on the dance floor
You know what I'm talking about
Music make you forget all your trouble
Make you sing and make you tell the whole wide world
So what? Hot stuff

I want to tell all my friends in London
There ain't nothing wrong with you
But you'd better shape up
Shake it up, your hot stuff

All the people in New York City
I know you all going broke
But I know your tough, yeah you're hot stuff

To everybody in Jamaica
That's working in the sun
Your hot, your hot stuff
Shake it up, hot stuff