avenue, so in love and all confused My plane was leaving in a half an hour What would you have done in my shoes? Hey, boys, so you see, I couldn't get
you have said What if you can't depend On your best friend? Would it be the end? And you thought your fun had just begun Now look at what you've done
This smile, don't look It's my bait, my words, the hook You could call me a rolling stone 'Cause I'm always on the road Every night I wonder if you'
coming back on you You thought my heart was beneath you feet But you didn't think I would retreat - NO! No way - have you got the best of me It's over you
chain You were so blind Look what you've done now Rolled the dice for paradise Damn you for taking bad advice 'Cos now the dog's inside you The Junkyard
grotesque Stay single if you wanna but you gain no cash [Hook] [Verse 2] If you got a man and you're tired of being there You done gave him too many chances, you
Even thought its torn apart, its bumping out nothing but love for you And to my niggas keep your business, I got slugs for you I shed blood for you,
It's dark as hell and hard to find You can climb to the top of the highest tree You can look around, but you still won't see What I'm lookin for
I'm doin' 34 shows every day And every time it's the same Look at those hippos, they're wigglin' their ears Just like they've done for the last 50 years
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
you ain't been where I been then you cain't, be who I be if you ain't seen what I seen and you cain't, see what I see I put the bricks, in the road there
streets she done ran E'ry since when the heat began I told the girl look here Calm down I'm gonna hold your hand To enable you to keep the plan Because you
. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care
not possible, that's sounds completely illogical You must've been kicked the fuck out of school You cannot fold under the political pressure You gotta
it I done came up. Now you could find me with the finest hoes. Choosin? which whip to drive by what match my clothes. I got a fetish for the stones
a damn what you think about me, Imma stone crook soldier never been a busta, blowin on trees them other busta's done told ya, hittin the scene with a pocket full of green You know what
smile, don't look. It's my bait, my words, the hook. [x2] You could call me a rolling stone 'cause I'm always on the road Every night I wonder if you
Rolls If I let you go She gon' profit everything I taught If I let you go I can't let you go Damn, if let you go How can you look at me And