warmer than blood and stronger than bone, I scratch and I shake CHORUS: I'm Jonesing for Jones, streams on my pillow, whether I can sleep at last I'm Jonesing for Jones
s warmer than blood and stronger than bone, I scratch and I shake I'm Jonesing for Jones, streams on my pillow, whether I can sleep at last I'm Jonesing for Jones
until it's over Oh! Do you know what you got into Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do 'Cause it's about to get rough for you I'm here for your
Want some whiskey in your water? Sugar in your tea? What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me? This is the craziest party that could ever be
Brian Jones est mort Les oliviers prennent froid l'hiver Une colombe tachee de sang Fera son nid de cheveux blonds Et dira aux passants Que Brian Jones
If I touched myself the way you touched me If I could hold myself the way you held me Then I wouldn't need you I wouldn't need you No, I wouldn
people try to change, And I know it isn't easy, But nothin' worth the time ever is. And it's not too late, It's not too late for love, For love, For love, For
dancin', the gamblers are chancin' their all The window's accusing the door of abusing the wall But who cares what the night watchmen say The stage has been set for
Just can't live my life without you Baby come here, don't have no fear Oh, is there wonder why I'm really feeling in the mood for love So tell me why,
time and doesn't feel she has to hurry She no longer needs you And in her eyes you see nothing No sign of love behind the tears Cried for no one A love
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awaken this endless pain, this galactic hook up with the crucifixion, my single cell crusted in this prophet, i am the prophet, for the night and for
Quoi qu'il advienne Le rythme du c?ur est le meme Quelle que soit l'odeur de la peau Il bat toujours le bon tempo Les cris, les pleurs N'ont pas toujours
This goes out to all my fly ladies, all across the world You know I love you And I'm sorry if I called you a bitch Sincerely yours, Jones Shawty's like
You could have knocked me over when you walked in here tonight I thought by now you'd be somebody's wife It sure brings back some memories and, Lord,
If I touched myself the way you touched me If I could hold myself the way you held me Then I wouldn't need you, no, I wouldn't need you No, I wouldn't
I'm too foggy today To know what you're sayin' Your lips are moving so fast And I just keep praying For them to slow down So I can make some sense Of
Who knows maybe he's not deranged The news men know what they know But they know even less than what they say And I don't know who I can trust For the
