Текст и слова песни Rolling Stones, The – Turd On The Run
- Jagger/Richard
Grabbed hold of your coat tail but it come off in my hand,
I reached for your lapel but it weren't sewn on so grand.
Begged, promised anything if only you would stay,
well, I lost a lot of love over you.
Fel down to my knees and I hung onto your pants,
but you just kept on runnin' while they ripped off in my hands.
Di'mond rings, vaseline, you give me disease,
well, I lost a lot of lover over you.
Grabbed hold of your coat tail but it come off in my hand,
I reached for your lapel but it weren't sewn on so grand.
Begged, promised anything if only you would stay,
well, I lost a lot of love over you.
Fel down to my knees and I hung onto your pants,
but you just kept on runnin' while they ripped off in my hands.
Di'mond rings, vaseline, you give me disease,
well, I lost a lot of lover over you.
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