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Rolling Stones Rock Me Baby

on rocking me, baby, keep on rocking me, baby Oh, keep on rocking me, baby, keep on rocking me, girl Won't you rock me baby like my back ain't got no bone Baby, baby

let you go I can't let you go Damn, if I let you go She gon' rock them VVS stones If I let you go Couped in the 'bach or the Rolls If I let you go She

the door (chorus) Now I know your mama she don't like me `cause I play in a rock and roll band And I know your daddy he don't dig me but he never did

no more The angels are flying so low, singing to you (don't you hear me callin you) He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin me) And he's the one

listen, causing . . . oh, my! Well, let me write this down . . . sorta take a few notes here . . . yeah . . . ? To El Segundo, huh? Causing UNTOLD DESTRUCTION? (my baby, my baby

left hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano sinistra." And now: "This is my right hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano destra." Ray

By the time that the songs came on we were stoned out of our minds I know it's only rock and roll but it's the soundtrack of our lives And no matter how

READY) TO BOOGIE DOWN AND LOSE CONTROL PLAY THAT RECORD AGAIN FOR ME THE ONE WITH THE ROCK N' ROLL MELODY JUST MAKE ME A BELIEVER IN ROCK N' ROLL FEVER

I get out they put me right back in The Michael Corleone of the microphone The Michelangelo of flow I paint pictures with poems I gather no moss like a rolling stone