Текст песни Hearts for Sale - The Rolling Stones

My spirit is winging
My soul is free
I′m doing my drinking
In good company

The music's screaming
My feet are flying
Everybody′s laughing
And nobody's crying

A sneak suspicion
It drags me down
A nagging feeling
Going round

Hearts for sale
Going cheap
Hearts for sale
Lovers' leap

My belly′s full
My glass is brimming
The women look so beautiful
And I feel like singing

The voice of conscience
The voice of reason
Is yacking in my plans
I call that treason

Hearts for sale
Going cheap
Hearts for sale
Blood runs deep

I′m losing my willpower
My blood's running cold
My body′s on pause and
My mind's stuck on hold

A sneak suspicion
It drags me down
A nagging feeling
Going round

Hearts for sale
Going cheap
Hearts for sale
Blood runs deep

(Hearts for sale)
I don′t need no doctor
I need a deputation
You don't want my loving
You can just take my resignation

(Hearts for sale)
(Hearts for sale)
(Hearts for sale)

I′m under the hammer
I'm a full time worker baby
I'm a real body slammer