Songtexte Tumbling Dice - Live - The Rolling Stones

Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
Make me burn the candle right down
But baby, baby, don't need jewels in my crown

All of you women, low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
Baby, I go crazy, fever in the funk house now

Low down bitchin' got my poor feet a-itchin'
Know you know the deuce is still wild
Baby, I can't say
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice

Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don't 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
Baby, I can't say
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' your field every night
Baby, I can't say
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin'
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice

Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me, ah-ooh yeah
Got to roll me, ah-ooh
Got to roll me, ah yeah

Got to roll me, keep on rollin'
Got to roll me, keep on rollin'
Got to roll me, keep on rollin'
Got to roll me, my women call me the tumblin' dice
Got to roll me, yeah

Got to roll me, oh baby be my sugar
Got to roll me, ahh yeah
Got to roll me, oh my, my, my
Got to roll me, oh my

Got to roll me, ah good job baby
Got to roll me, good job baby
Got to roll me, baby I'm down
Got to roll me