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  • You Don't Move Me

    Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural*
    Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
    Bass - Charley Drayton
    Drums, Percussion, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
    Guitar [Slide] - Waddy Wachtel
    Organ - Bernie Worrell

    Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

    You made the wrong motion
    Drank the wrong potion
    You lost the feeling
    Not so appealing

    Why do you think you got no friends
    You drove them all around the bend

    Oh Yeah
    You don't move me anymore

    Now you wanna throw the dice
    You already crapped out twice

    Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah
    You don't move me anymore

    One face so seamy
    The other don't see me
    It's better that you kill the light
    You're giving us all a fright

    Oh Yeah
    You don't move me anymore

    How you gonna keep your wealth
    Can't even defend yourself

    Ah yeah, Ah no
    You don't move me anymore

    What makes you so greedy
    Makes you so seedy
    No matter how you flip that dime
    On our side is time
    Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah

    It's no longer funny
    It's bigger than money

    You don't move me anymore

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  • Make No Mistake

    Make no mistake about it
    Things ain't what they seem
    I'm gonna scream and shout it
    This is just a dream

    A simple conversation
    Every now and then
    A touchy situation
    Fascinates a man

    What shall I do, if I should see you
    And have to pretend that we have never met

    It's not a cheap sensation
    When you touch me with your hand
    A little complication
    Can hypnotize a man

    How we gonna hide it
    This thing with you and me yeah
    Everyone can tell by now
    I just can't lie you see

    What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
    No words can convey your lips melting into mine

    No mistake, no mistake
    Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
    Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake
    About it
    I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over, we're
    Running out of time

    I've made up my mind about you
    I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

    Make no mistake, this is it
    Make no mistake, make no mistake

    It's not we don't have the time
    Make no mistake
    Not in the right place
    Make no mistake, make no mistake
    Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
    No mistake
    I'm talking to ya baby
    Make no mistake

     

     

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  • Giving up lovin' - easy to do
    People so pityful
    They never come through
    Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

    You want a little bit - once in a while
    Come on and get a bit

    You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
    You shouldn't take it
    You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

    Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
    People with little bits
    Try, tryin' to smile
    Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

    You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
    You shouldn't take it
    You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

    Yank it up baby
    Or get yourself a new name
    You want a little bit once in a while
    Yeah you got a taste for it

    You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
    You shouldn't take it
    You shouldn't take it so hard – Yeah

  • Tell by her movement
    A flick of the hand
    You know where you stand

    What does it mean
    It means a lot
    Ah hug oh yeah
    What does it mean
    Tell me

    Tell from a distance
    Tell from a glance
    (It means a lot)
    Tell by the way she dance
    (It means a lot)

    (It means a lot)
    Call it love
    Takes two
    (It means a lot)

    What does it mean
    (It means a lot)
    Takes two

    If she is shy
    If she should blush
    (It means a lot)
    It should tell you enough
    (It means a lot)

    We'll call it love
    (It means a lot)
    Takes two baby
    (It means a lot)

    Oh What does it do for you
    Does the same thing for me

    Trial by jury
    Trial by judge
    Get this things out of court
    Let's call it love

    What does it mean
    (It means a lot)
    Call it affection
    We call it love
    (It means a lot)

    Heaven's above
    (It means a lot)
    Ooh cool it
    (It means a lot)

    It means a lot
    It means a lot
    Ain't no illusion

    Little lie
    It means a lot

    Don't get too excited baby before the facts

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  • Hate It When You Leave

    Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards - Keith Richards
    Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
    Backing Vocals, Drums, Congas, Keyboards [Farfisa] - Steve Jordan
    Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Celeste] - Waddy Wachtel
    Backing Vocals, Organ [Hammond B-3], Piano - Charley Drayton
    Bass - Ivan Neville
    Woodwind - Arno Hecht, Crispin Cioe, Jack Bashkow
    Mixed By - Niko Bolas

    Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

    I'm on my way, it's you I turn to
    How many days have I to love you
    I got to say this is inside me
    I've got to have someone to guide me
    Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
    Hate it when you're leaving me

    You're everywhere I go
    Even though you're miles away
    But I see, see you face everyday
    Ooh and I love, I love it
    It's a hard game you play
    Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
    Hate it when you're leaving me

    It's killing me
    No arms around me
    Living this way, so underhanded
    I gotta make you stay
    I gonna habit
    Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
    Hate it when you're leaving me.

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  • Wicked As It Seems


    It's just as wicked as it seems
    Just run out of dreams
    Better of two evils, babe
    It's one time too much
    Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
    Come a long way, well since you beat it up

    As wicked as it seems yeah
    Why don't you get - get all over me
    Why don't you get - get all over me
    Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
    And now for me there's no way out - one time
    Why don't you get - get all over me

    As wicked as it seems
    It's playtime, but it's far too late
    It's gonna too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
    What you gonna give
    It's not enough, not enough for me
    So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
    I've got the expertise
    No broken necks
    No broken hearts
    Well, we used your deck
    All I did was play the cards - now the check
    Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
    Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me

    As wicked as it seems
    Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
    Why don't you get, get all over me
    It's easy getting in
    Why don't you get, get all over me
    But it's a hard way out babe
    Why don't you get - get all over me

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  • Eileen

    Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
    Backing Vocals, Drums, Other [Castanet] - Steve Jordan
    Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Waddy Wachtel
    Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
    Piano - Ivan Neville
    Mixed By - Don Smith

    Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

    Eileen, won't you lean on me
    This is no life living here without you
    This is no way for me to get alone
    Now that I know I'm no good without you
    Eileen, Eileen

    Eileen, won't you lean on me, please
    How much I had baby when I had you
    I'm destitute this way
    I'm doing time living here without you
    Eileen, Eileen, Eileen

    Eileen, I'm coming clean
    guess no substitute will do
    What do I do, baby, to impress you
    Now that I'm blown and thrown out the way
    Eileen, Eileen

    Eileen, you can lean on me
    Baby I'm dead in a cruel world without you
    Eileen lean on me
    Lean on me
    Eileen baby won't you lean on me

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    • Wicked As It Seems

      It's just as wicked as it seems
      Just run out of dreams
      Better of two evils, babe
      It's one time too much
      Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
      Come a long way, well since you beat it up
      As wicked as it seems yeah
      Why don't you get - get all over me
      Why don't you get - get all over me
      Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
      And now for me there's no way out - one time
      Why don't you get - get all over me
      As wicked as it seems
      It's playtime, but it's far too late
      It's gonna too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
      What you gonna give
      It's not enough, not enough for me
      So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
      I've got the expertise
      No broken necks
      No broken hearts
      Well, we used your deck
      All I did was play the cards - now the check
      Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
      Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me
      As wicked as it seems
      Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
      Why don't you get, get all over me
      It's easy getting in
      Why don't you get, get all over me
      But it's a hard way out babe
      Why don't you get - get all over me
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    • You Don't Move Me

      Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural*
      Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Drums, Percussion, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
      Guitar [Slide] - Waddy Wachtel
      Organ - Bernie Worrell

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      You made the wrong motion
      Drank the wrong potion
      You lost the feeling
      Not so appealing

      Why do you think you got no friends
      You drove them all around the bend

      Oh Yeah
      You don't move me anymore

      Now you wanna throw the dice
      You already crapped out twice

      Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah
      You don't move me anymore

      One face so seamy
      The other don't see me
      It's better that you kill the light
      You're giving us all a fright

      Oh Yeah
      You don't move me anymore

      How you gonna keep your wealth
      Can't even defend yourself

      Ah yeah, Ah no
      You don't move me anymore

      What makes you so greedy
      Makes you so seedy
      No matter how you flip that dime
      On our side is time
      Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah

      It's no longer funny
      It's bigger than money

      You don't move me anymore

      Corrections? Let us know.

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    • Giving up lovin' - easy to do
      People so pityful
      They never come through
      Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

      You want a little bit - once in a while
      Come on and get a bit

      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
      You shouldn't take it
      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

      Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
      People with little bits
      Try, tryin' to smile
      Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
      You shouldn't take it
      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

      Yank it up baby
      Or get yourself a new name
      You want a little bit once in a while
      Yeah you got a taste for it

      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
      You shouldn't take it
      You shouldn't take it so hard – Yeah

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    • Struggle

      Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
      Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Keyboards - Ivan Neville

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      Well it's a struggle - Baby
      It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

      If it's a struggle between love and hate
      Baby's gonna have to wait

      Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

      I'm in the middle

      You're not the only one
      You're not the only one
      You're not the only one

      It's a struggle
      It's a struggle
      Baby Baby Baby Yeah

      Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
      Under pressure to express yourself
      Then admit it
      Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

      Hard to fight
      Struggle, struggle
      You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
      Overworked, overhooked

      Doing as you're told
      Hell on hold
      Through the night
      Without a fight
      You gotta face the day

      If you struggle baby It only tightens up

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      The Harder They Come

      Well, they tell me of a pie up in the sky
      Waiting for me when I die
      But between the day you're born and when you die
      You know, they never seem to hear even your cry

      Chorus:
      So as sure as the sun will shine
      I'm gonna get my share now what is mine
      And then the harder they come
      The harder they fall
      One and all
      The harder they come
      The harder they fall
      One and all

      And the oppressors are trying to track me down
      They're trying to drive me underground
      And they think that they have got the battle won
      I say, forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done

      Chorus

      And I keep on fighting for the things I want
      Though I know that when you're dead you can't
      But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
      Than living as a puppet or a slave

      Written by Jimmy Cliff

    • Run Rudolph Run

      Out of all the reindeers
      You know you're the mastermind
      Run Run Rudolph
      Randolph ain't too far behind

      Run run Rudolph
      Santa's got to make it to town
      Santa make him hurry
      Tell him he can take the freeway down
      Run run Rudolph
      'Cause I'm reelin' like a merry go round

      Said Santa to a boy
      Child what have you been longing for?
      All I want for Christmas is a
      Rock and roll electric guitar
      And then away went Rudolph
      Whizzin' like a shootin' star

      Said Santa to a girl
      Child what would please you most to get?
      A little baby doll that can cry, sleep, drink, and wet
      And then away went Rudolph
      Whizzin' like a saber jet

      Run run Rudolph
      Santa's got to make it to town
      Santa make him hurry
      Tell him he can take the freeway down
      Run run Rudolph
      'Cause I'm reelin' like a merry go round

      Run run Rudolph
      I'm reelin' like a merry go round
      Come on run run Rudolph
      I'm reelin' like a merry go round

      Written by Johnny Marks, Marvin Brodie

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    • Hurricane

      Guitar, Vocals – Keith Richards Guitar – Ron Wood

      Everyone in town remembers the last hurricane
      Everyone in town hopes it won't happen again
      Oh how it shrieks
      Days turn into weeks
      'Cause nobody knew which way the wind blew

      But oh how it shrieks
      Days turn into weeks
      'Cause nobody knows which way the wind blows

      Everyone in town remembers the last hurricane
      Everyone in town hopes it doesn't happen again
      'Cause oh how it shrieks
      Days turn into weeks
      And nobody knew, no one in town knew
      Which way the wind blew

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    • Locked Away

      Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural
      Acoustic Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
      Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville
      Violin - Michael Doucet

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      She swears, that I'm the only one
      What about yesterday, yeah
      Oh! I'd like to believe
      Somehow I still suspect

      Locked away
      She ought to be locked away
      She ought to be locked away

      My mind is racing
      Footsteps lead me to jealousy
      I'm losing my grip
      I can't trust the way I feel

      Locked away
      I ought to be locked away
      I ought to be locked away

      My friends say that you're friends say, Ooh
      That I ain't worth your time
      I know what you must hear
      Don't let it interfere

      Locked away
      They ought to be locked away
      They ought to be locked away
      Locked away

      We can't do anything
      Any trick in the book
      We can't go anywhere
      All long as we care

      We ought to be locked away
      We ought to be locked away
      Locked away...

      Corrections? Let us know.

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    • Hate It When You Leave

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Congas, Keyboards [Farfisa] - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Celeste] - Waddy Wachtel
      Backing Vocals, Organ [Hammond B-3], Piano - Charley Drayton
      Bass - Ivan Neville
      Woodwind - Arno Hecht, Crispin Cioe, Jack Bashkow
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

      I'm on my way, it's you I turn to
      How many days have I to love you
      I got to say this is inside me
      I've got to have someone to guide me
      Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
      Hate it when you're leaving me

      You're everywhere I go
      Even though you're miles away
      But I see, see you face everyday
      Ooh and I love, I love it
      It's a hard game you play
      Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
      Hate it when you're leaving me

      It's killing me
      No arms around me
      Living this way, so underhanded
      I gotta make you stay
      I gonna habit
      Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
      Hate it when you're leaving me.

    • Eileen

      Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Other [Castanet] - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Waddy Wachtel
      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
      Piano - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Don Smith

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      Eileen, won't you lean on me
      This is no life living here without you
      This is no way for me to get alone
      Now that I know I'm no good without you
      Eileen, Eileen

      Eileen, won't you lean on me, please
      How much I had baby when I had you
      I'm destitute this way
      I'm doing time living here without you
      Eileen, Eileen, Eileen

      Eileen, I'm coming clean
      guess no substitute will do
      What do I do, baby, to impress you
      Now that I'm blown and thrown out the way
      Eileen, Eileen

      Eileen, you can lean on me
      Baby I'm dead in a cruel world without you
      Eileen lean on me
      Lean on me
      Eileen baby won't you lean on me

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        Wicked as It Seems

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Rattlesnake] - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Clavinet - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Charley Drayton

        It's just as wicked as it seems
        Just run out of dreams
        Better of two evils, babe
        It's one time too much
        Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
        Come a long way, well since you beat it up

        As wicked as it seems yeah
        Why don't you get - get all over me
        Why don't you get - get all over me
        Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
        And now for me there's no way out - one time
        Why don't you get - get all over me

        As wicked as it seems
        It's playtime, but it's far too late
        It's gonna too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
        What you gonna give
        It's not enough, not enough for me
        So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
        I've got the expertise
        No broken necks
        No broken hearts
        Well, we used your deck
        All I did was play the cards - now the check
        Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
        Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me

        As wicked as it seems
        Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
        Why don't you get, get all over me
        It's easy getting in
        Why don't you get, get all over me
        But it's a hard way out babe
        Why don't you get - get all over me



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      • Connection (live)

        Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards


        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.

        Everything is going in the wrong direction.
        The doctor wants to give me more injections.
        Giving me shots for a thousand rare infections
        And I don't know if he'll let me go

        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.
        Connection, I just can't make it, connection
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.

        My bags they get a very close inspection.
        I wonder why it is that they suspect me
        They're dying to add me to their collections
        And I don't know if they'll let me go

        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.
        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.

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      • Happy (live)

        Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards

        Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
        It always burned a hole in my pants.
        Never made a school mama happy,
        Never blew  a second chance, oh no

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love to keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.

        Always took candy from strangers,
        Didn't wanna get me no trade.
        Never want to be like papa,
        Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.
        Baby, won't ya keep me happy.
        Baby, please keep me

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love to keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.

        Never got a flash out of cocktails,
        When I got some flesh off the bone.
        Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
        When I can fly way back home.

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love to keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy, baby  

        Happy, baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy

        Now keep on dancing - keep me happy
        Now baby won't you scream it - happy
        Baby got the feeling I'm - happy
        Na na na na now keep me - happy
        My my my, keep me - happy
        Keep on dancing - keep me happy

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      • Time Is On My Side (live)

        Written by Norman Meade


        Time is on my side, yes it is
        Time is on my side, yes it is

        Now you always say
        That you want to be free
        But you'll come running back (said you would baby)
        You'll come running back (I said so many times before)
        You'll come running back to me

        Oh, time is on my side, yes it is
        Time is on my side, yes it is

        You're searching for good times
        But just wait and see
        You'll come running back (I won't have to worry no more)
        You'll come running back (spend the rest of my life with you, baby)
        You'll come running back to me

        Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town
        And baby, do everything your heart desires
        Remember, I'll always be around
        And I know, I know
        Like I told you so many times before
        You're gonna come back, baby
        'Cause I know
        You're gonna come back knocking
        Yeah, knocking right on my door
        Yes, yes!

        Well, time is on my side, yes it is
        Time is on my side, yes it is

        'Cause I got the real love
        The kind that you need
        You'll come running back (said you would, baby)
        You'll come running back (I always said you would)
        You'll come running back, to me
        Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        Oh, time, time, time is on my side
        Yeah, time, time, time is on my side

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      • Too Rude (live)

        Written by Lydon Roberts, Sly Dunbar, Robbie Shakespeare


        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Everywhere
        All over the place
        Every man, he has
        A picture of your face
        Hey little girl
        Don't you realize
        This is a goddamn disgrace

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Oh little girl
        You never want me
        Tomorrow night you say
        You need my key
        Hey little girl
        Go and have a ball
        You know one day girl
        You're bound to fall

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Everywhere
        All over the place
        Every man, he has
        A picture of your face
        Hey little girl
        Don't you realize
        This is a goddamn disgrace
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you  

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      • Make No Mistake

        Arranged By [Horns] - Willie Mitchell
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Congas, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Horns - Andrew Love , Ben Cauley , Gray E. Topper , Jack Hale , James Mitchell , Jimmi Kinnard
        Mixed By - Joe Blaney
        Organ, Clavinet - Bernie Worrell
        Vocals [Featured] - Sarah Dash

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Make no mistake about it
        Things ain't what they seem
        I'm gonna scream and shout it
        This is just a dream

        A simple conversation
        Every now and then
        A touchy situation
        Fascinates a man

        What shall I do, if I should see you And have to pretend that we have never met

        It's not a cheap sensation
        When you touch me with your hand
        A little complication
        Can hypnotize a man

        How we gonna hide it
        This thing with you and me yeah
        Everyone can tell by now
        I just can't lie you see

        What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
        No words can convey your lips melting into mine

        No mistake, no mistake
        Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
        Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake about it
        I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over,
        We're running out of time

        I've made up my mind about you
        I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

        Make no mistake, this is it
        Make no mistake, make no mistake

        It's not we don't have the time
        Make no mistake
        Not in the right place
        make no mistake, make no mistake
        Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
        No mistake
        I'm talking to ya baby
        Make no mistake

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      • Struggle

        Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Keyboards - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Well it's a struggle - Baby
        It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

        If it's a struggle between love and hate
        Baby's gonna have to wait

        Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

        I'm in the middle

        You're not the only one
        You're not the only one
        You're not the only one

        It's a struggle
        It's a struggle
        Baby Baby Baby Yeah

        Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
        Under pressure to express yourself
        Then admit it
        Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

        Hard to fight
        Struggle, struggle
        You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
        Overworked, overhooked

        Doing as you're told
        Hell on hold
        Through the night
        Without a fight
        You gotta face the day

        If you struggle baby It only tightens up

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      • You Don't Move Me

        Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural*
        Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Percussion, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar [Slide] - Waddy Wachtel
        Organ - Bernie Worrell

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        You made the wrong motion
        Drank the wrong potion
        You lost the feeling
        Not so appealing

        Why do you think you got no friends
        You drove them all around the bend

        Oh Yeah
        You don't move me anymore

        Now you wanna throw the dice
        You already crapped out twice

        Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah
        You don't move me anymore

        One face so seamy
        The other don't see me
        It's better that you kill the light
        You're giving us all a fright

        Oh Yeah
        You don't move me anymore

        How you gonna keep your wealth
        Can't even defend yourself

        Ah yeah, Ah no
        You don't move me anymore

        What makes you so greedy
        Makes you so seedy
        No matter how you flip that dime
        On our side is time
        Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah

        It's no longer funny
        It's bigger than money

        You don't move me anymore

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      • Big Enough

        Backing Vocals - Sarah Dash
        Backing Vocals, Percussion - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals, Percussion, Drums - Steve Jordan
        Bass - "Bootsy" Collins
        Organ - Bernie Worrell
        Saxophone [Alto] - Maceo Parker
        Mixed By - Joe Blaney

        Written by Keith Richards and Steve Jordan

        No time, for weepin' baby
        No tears need flow
        Let no one tell you
        How you should grow - Yeah

        Stretched to the limit honey
        Locked in the hole
        Hung out to dry
        Still on a roll

        Ready, willing, able, and big enough

        Run in the front door
        Run out the back
        Wall in your face and
        A gun in your back

        No time for weepin' baby
        No need for tears
        Let no one tell you honey
        How you, how you should grow

        Big enough
        Ready, willing, able, and big enough

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      • Take It So Hard

        Guitar, Lead and Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Drums - Charley Drayton
        Guitar – Waddy Wachtel
        Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Giving up lovin' - easy to do
        People so pitiful
        They never come through
        Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

        You want a little bit - once in a while
        Come on and get a bit

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

        Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
        People with little bits
        Try, tryin' to smile
        Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

        Yank it up baby
        Or get yourself a new name
        You want a little bit once in a while
        Yeah you got a taste for it

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

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      • Demon

        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Piano - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        I'm just letting you in
        Maybe you know
        Let me tell you something
        It's painful to say
        Which way to go
        I don't know

        Demon in me
        Demon in me
        I can't live without it

        Every river must flow
        Shine the light
        I want you to stay
        But I'm forcing you out
        I can't express it
        It's such a mess

        Demon in me
        Demon in me

        Between you and me

        Demon in me
        Demon in me

        I'm warning you up
        'Cause you slide on my mind
        Hammers on my heart
        Show me which way to go
        I don't know

        It's livin' in me
        The demon in me

        Demon in me
        Demon in me

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      • Will But You Won't

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Percussion - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar, Percussion - Waddy Wachtel
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Clavinet - Ivan Neville
        Vocals - Babi Floyd
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        You will but you won't, you do but you don't
        The more that you say, you don't do it anyway
        You know that you don't
        Ooh, you've got it in for me, you always did anyway
        It's a sin to me
        Guilty or not, it's time that I got myself out of here
        Caress me baby, slap me my face
        Ooh, don't hurt me baby
        You're big but you're bad, like something I had
        Sensitive words they get on my nerves, it's driving me mad
        You made a mess of my heart

        You will but you won't, you do but you don't
        You will but you won't, you do but you don't

        I need your hands running over me
        I like the way that it feels - without a sound, hey baby help
        I need your hands running over me
        I like the way that it feels
        I need your hands running over me
        I like the way that it feels

        You will but you won't, you do but you don't
        You go yes and it's no
        I don't till I know where and which way to go
        Put a gun to me and to the way that I feel

        I'm gonna get out of the way
        Can't you hear what I, hear what I say yeah!
        I want to make up your mind
        I want to rearrange it babe
        You got me mind!

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      • Runnin' Too Deep

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd , Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Piano, Harpsichord - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Don Smith

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        We scorch the earth
        For all it's worth
        Last night
        You in ecstasy
        Now you don't remember me

        It's runnin' too deep
        It's runnin' too deep for me

        The sirens and the curfews
        Through the night
        Everybody's locked up tight
        What's going on
        It's been dark for far too long

        It's runnin' too deep
        Runnin' too deep
        You know it's runnin' too deep for me

        If heaven looses face
        What will take its place

        Runnin' too deep
        You're runnin' too deep for me

        We've torn the treasure from the land
        Watched it turn to ashes in our hands
        We scorched the earth, for all it's worth
        Last night you in ecstasy
        Now you don't remember me

        Runnin' too deep
        Runnin' too deep
        Runnin' too deep for me

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      • Hate It When You Leave

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums, Congas, Keyboards [Farfisa] - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Celeste] - Waddy Wachtel
        Backing Vocals, Organ [Hammond B-3], Piano - Charley Drayton
        Bass - Ivan Neville
        Woodwind - Arno Hecht, Crispin Cioe, Jack Bashkow
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

        I'm on my way, it's you I turn to
        How many days have I to love you
        I got to say this is inside me
        I've got to have someone to guide me
        Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
        Hate it when you're leaving me

        You're everywhere I go
        Even though you're miles away
        But I see, see you face everyday
        Ooh and I love, I love it
        It's a hard game you play
        Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
        Hate it when you're leaving me

        It's killing me
        No arms around me
        Living this way, so underhanded
        I gotta make you stay
        I gonna habit
        Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
        Hate it when you're leaving me.

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      • Bodytalks

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler, Sarah Dash
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Backing Vocals, Percussion - Steve Jordan
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Voice [Oh, Lord] - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Sarah Dash

        I'm waitin' baby
        Between the lines
        Believin' is deceivin'
        Watch you move
        Brand new new walk
        Body talks - in a word
        Body talks, baby, yeah
        You make me shiver - just a quiver
        The way you shake
        It's a good sign - my heart aches, yeah
        Body talks - shimmy shimmy shake
        It's not so hard baby - hard baby
        It's the way you move - body talks
        Read your hips
        You make me bite my lip
        Waitin' on the flinch
        So alive
        It's just a look
        And I read it like a book
        It's nothing you said
        It's something I read
        It's the way you
        It's the way you move

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      • Yap Yap

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Percussion - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd , Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
        Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Guitar [Baritone] - Charley Drayton
        Vibraphone [Vibes] - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

        Well, I hear you talking and I see me walking
        Let me make clear, I'm outta here, oh yeah
        You know it makes no sense to me
        No way, you gonna get no fence around me, yap yap

        You known you talk too much, mmm yeah
        Yap yap, you talk too much
        Even in my sleep I hear you babe
        But it makes me weep when I'm awake

        When I hear the whispers, babe
        The echoes coming round the bluff
        I get all my secrets back
        It's quite a shock, mmm yeah

        Yap yap, you know you're talking too much, mmm
        It's driving me, driving me
        So what's the message
        Why don't you talk to me

        Yeah, it gets to me
        Well, I hear you talking
        It makes no sense to me
        Yap yap, you talk too much

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      • Words of Wonder

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Backing Vocals, Guitar, Percussion - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Other [Lip Bone] - Babi Floyd
        Drums - Charley Drayton
        Piano, Organ, Clavinet - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Joe Blaney , Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

        Now listen to me baby
        I keep it on so low
        And I whisper to you sister
        Now we're all alone
        Take no notice of me baby
        Like a dream
        Gonna keep it quit
        So I can hear you scream
        Words of wonder
        Are the words I wanna hear

        I'm sticking to you baby
        Until I arrive
        I'm half dead, a quarter alive
        A little bit is missing
        Wonder where it's gone
        Pay me no attention
        I babble on and on
        Words, those words of wonder
        Are the words I wanna hear
        Those words, the words of wonder
        They are the words I wanna hear

        Dripping from your lips
        Yeah, that's the way it goes
        That's the way it comes
        Ya' know what I mean
        Now that your talkin' to me baby
        Still you say that I'm obscene
        Words, words of wonder
        They are the words I wanna hear
        Words, those words of wonder
        Are the words I wanna hear

        Let me roll it over baby
        Now I got to jam it up
        Make you weep and moan
        Go around the back baby
        And make yourself known
        The words, these are words of wonder
        These are the words you better learn
        These are words, these words of wonder
        These are words, you ought to know

        You been talkin' to me sweetie
        You know I babble on and on
        Ooh, I run away my tongue
        Giving thanks and praises
        Low friends in high places
        I'm gonna whisper these words of wonder

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      • Eileen

        Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
        Backing Vocals, Drums, Other [Castanet] - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Waddy Wachtel
        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
        Piano - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Don Smith

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Eileen, won't you lean on me
        This is no life living here without you
        This is no way for me to get alone
        Now that I know I'm no good without you
        Eileen, Eileen

        Eileen, won't you lean on me, please
        How much I had baby when I had you
        I'm destitute this way
        I'm doing time living here without you
        Eileen, Eileen, Eileen

        Eileen, I'm coming clean
        guess no substitute will do
        What do I do, baby, to impress you
        Now that I'm blown and thrown out the way
        Eileen, Eileen

        Eileen, you can lean on me
        Baby I'm dead in a cruel world without you
        Eileen lean on me
        Lean on me
        Eileen baby won't you lean on me

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        • Wicked as It Seems

          Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Rattlesnake] - Keith Richards
          Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
          Backing Vocals, Drums - Steve Jordan
          Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
          Bass - Charley Drayton
          Clavinet - Ivan Neville
          Mixed By - Niko Bolas

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Charley Drayton

          It's just as wicked as it seems
          Just run out of dreams
          Better of two evils, babe
          It's one time too much
          Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
          Come a long way, well since you beat it up

          As wicked as it seems yeah
          Why don't you get - get all over me
          Why don't you get - get all over me
          Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
          And now for me there's no way out - one time
          Why don't you get - get all over me

          As wicked as it seems
          It's playtime, but it's far too late
          It's gonna too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
          What you gonna give
          It's not enough, not enough for me
          So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
          I've got the expertise
          No broken necks
          No broken hearts
          Well, we used your deck
          All I did was play the cards - now the check
          Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
          Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me

          As wicked as it seems
          Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
          Why don't you get, get all over me
          It's easy getting in
          Why don't you get, get all over me
          But it's a hard way out babe
          Why don't you get - get all over me



        • 999

          999

          Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar - Keith Richards
          Backing Vocals - Sarah Dash
          Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
          Bass - Charley Drayton
          Organ, Clavinet - Ivan Neville

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Watchel

          Makin' it, doesn't matter how many
          Takin'it
          Well, I can't shake it
          Off of my back, damn monkey
          It's either too tight
          Or it's too slack

          How much
          That's all it is ooh
          Ninety nine
          How much, yahh
          Now, ninety nine
          You better hack it baby
          Yea, my time exploded, space blew up
          Need something in my dixie cup
          Whoa, let me get it right
          There's the best pair of lips I've kissed all night

          How much, well give it to me
          I'll pay you later
          Nine ninety nine
          Ohh, I got a pocket calculator
          Yeah, wake up, it don't make sense
          Nickles and dimes
          Nine ninety nine

          The lion and the lamb are locked in an embrace
          You won't get it till it's in your face
          Ohh, I got me out of depper red
          Don't panic
          Ah, it's where I want to be
          Yeah, oh
          A useful member of society, huh!
          I just need a little of that old money

          Gimme ninety nine, yea
          Well, I can't shake it off of my back
          God damn monkey
          Aw, it's too tight, or it's too slack
          Yeah some things never change
          Price of bullets remains the same

          Here we go
          Hand over fist, slap on the wrist
          Umm, nine nine
          That's all I'm askin' How much
          How much do you want to give
          Just a little bit
          Nine
          Yeah they operate
          Look at the state of my baby
          Well, it cost 20 grand, pitiful
          Yeah, that's a nine
          Put your money where your mouth is
          Cough it up
          Ohh nickels and dimes
          Yeah, huh, ooh

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        • Rockawhile (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Rockawhile
          Baby stay yeah
          I don't need to lie
          You can believe it or leave it
          Baby won't you stay with me
          And rockawhile
          Hold your breath - Babe
          Close the shop, close the shop, Yeah

          Rock a while
          Baby come up here and
          Rock a while

          Stay with me, C'mon, Yeah
          Tell me what you want now
          I don't need to lie to you
          Stay with me
          Baby, baby stay with me and
          Rockawhile

          [Ad lib verses]
          It's no cheaped shot there
          Baby's just a square, yes she is

          [Verse 5,6 etc. ad lib]

          Rockawhile
          Come over
          Just Rockawhile
          Have to rock in style

          No strings attached
          Just me and
          Rockawhile
          Just you

          C'mon now baby stay with me
          Stay yeah
          Tell me what you wanna do
          Stay yeah

          And Rockawhile
          No strings attached
          Stay with me awhile
          Tell me all your troubles again

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        • Connection (live)

          Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards


          Connection, I just can't make no connection.
          But all I want to do is to get back to you.

          Everything is going in the wrong direction.
          The doctor wants to give me more injections.
          Giving me shots for a thousand rare infections
          And I don't know if he'll let me go

          Connection, I just can't make no connection.
          But all I want to do is to get back to you.
          Connection, I just can't make it, connection
          But all I want to do is to get back to you.

          My bags they get a very close inspection.
          I wonder why it is that they suspect me
          They're dying to add me to their collections
          And I don't know if they'll let me go

          Connection, I just can't make no connection.
          But all I want to do is to get back to you.
          Connection, I just can't make no connection.
          But all I want to do is to get back to you.

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        • Happy (live)

          Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards

          Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
          It always burned a hole in my pants.
          Never made a school mama happy,
          Never blew  a second chance, oh no

          I need a love to keep me happy,
          I need a love to keep me happy.
          Baby, baby keep me happy.
          Baby, baby keep me happy.

          Always took candy from strangers,
          Didn't wanna get me no trade.
          Never want to be like papa,
          Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

          I need a love to keep me happy,
          I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.
          Baby, won't ya keep me happy.
          Baby, please keep me

          I need a love to keep me happy,
          I need a love to keep me happy.
          Baby, baby keep me happy.
          Baby, baby keep me happy.

          Never got a flash out of cocktails,
          When I got some flesh off the bone.
          Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
          When I can fly way back home.

          I need a love to keep me happy,
          I need a love to keep me happy.
          Baby, baby keep me happy.
          Baby, baby keep me happy, baby  

          Happy, baby won't you keep me, happy
          Baby won't you keep me, happy
          Baby won't you keep me, happy
          Baby won't you keep me, happy
          Baby won't you keep me, happy

          Now keep on dancing - keep me happy
          Now baby won't you scream it - happy
          Baby got the feeling I'm - happy
          Na na na na now keep me - happy
          My my my, keep me - happy
          Keep on dancing - keep me happy

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        • Struggle (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Well it's a struggle - Baby
          It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

          If it's a struggle between love and hate
          Baby's gonna have to wait

          Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

          I'm in the middle

          You're not the only one
          You're not the only one
          You're not the only one

          It's a struggle
          It's a struggle
          Baby Baby Baby Yeah

          Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
          Under pressure to express yourself
          Then admit it
          Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

          Hard to fight
          Struggle, struggle
          You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
          Overworked, overhooked

          Doing as you're told
          Hell on hold
          Through the night
          Without a fight
          You gotta face the day

          If you struggle baby
          It only tightens up

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        • Locked Away (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan


          She swears, that I'm the only one
          What about yesterday, yeah
          Oh! I'd like to believe
          Somehow I still suspect

          Locked away
          She ought to be locked away
          She ought to be locked away

          My mind is racing
          Footsteps lead me to jealousy
          I'm losing my grip
          I can't trust the way I feel

          Locked away
          I ought to be locked away
          I ought to be locked away

          My friends say that you're friends say, Ooh
          That I ain't worth your time
          I know what you must hear
          Don't let it interfere

          Locked away
          They ought to be locked away
          They ought to be locked away
          Locked away

          We can't do anything
          Any trick in the book
          We can't go anywhere
          All long as we care

          We ought to be locked away
          We ought to be locked away
          Locked away...


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        • Whip It Up (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Whip
          Whip it up
          Whip
          Whip it up

          Don't know what you dream at night honey
          Close your eyes and see
          Leave the rest to me

          I'll be stealin' in if you give me half a chance
          C'mon baby let's get this dream to dance

          Whip it up
          C'mon Whip
          Whip it up
          Whip it up, Whip it up
          Well it seems so sad to me, the way we carry on
          Why, why baby can't we get along
          I ain't deceivin' you if you ain't deceivin' me
          Then someone else has lied to us Yeah
          Don't deny it

          Save it for another day
          Don't save it for me
          If I ain't good enought for you
          Then maybe baby you ain't good enough, good enough for me

          Whip it up baby
          Just a flick of the wrist
          Twist of the mind
          Whip it up
          Whip it up
          Whip
          Whip it up

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        • Big Enough (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          No time, for weepin' baby
          No tears need flow
          Let no one tell you
          How you should grow - Yeah

          Stretched to the limit honey
          Locked in the hole
          Hung out to dry
          Still on a roll

          Ready, willing, able, and big enough

          Run in the front door
          Run out the back
          Wall in your face and
          A gun in your back

          No time for weepin' baby
          No need for tears
          Let no one tell you honey
          How you, how you should grow

          Big enough
          Ready, willing, able, and big enough

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        • Time Is On My Side (live)

          Written by Norman Meade


          Time is on my side, yes it is
          Time is on my side, yes it is

          Now you always say
          That you want to be free
          But you'll come running back (said you would baby)
          You'll come running back (I said so many times before)
          You'll come running back to me

          Oh, time is on my side, yes it is
          Time is on my side, yes it is

          You're searching for good times
          But just wait and see
          You'll come running back (I won't have to worry no more)
          You'll come running back (spend the rest of my life with you, baby)
          You'll come running back to me

          Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town
          And baby, do everything your heart desires
          Remember, I'll always be around
          And I know, I know
          Like I told you so many times before
          You're gonna come back, baby
          'Cause I know
          You're gonna come back knocking
          Yeah, knocking right on my door
          Yes, yes!

          Well, time is on my side, yes it is
          Time is on my side, yes it is

          'Cause I got the real love
          The kind that you need
          You'll come running back (said you would, baby)
          You'll come running back (I always said you would)
          You'll come running back, to me
          Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
          Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
          Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
          I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
          Oh, time, time, time is on my side
          Yeah, time, time, time is on my side

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          Too Rude (live)

          Written by Lydon Roberts, Sly Dunbar, Robbie Shakespeare


          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you

          Everywhere
          All over the place
          Every man, he has
          A picture of your face
          Hey little girl
          Don't you realize
          This is a goddamn disgrace

          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you

          Oh little girl
          You never want me
          Tomorrow night you say
          You need my key
          Hey little girl
          Go and have a ball
          You know one day girl
          You're bound to fall

          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you

          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you

          Everywhere
          All over the place
          Every man, he has
          A picture of your face
          Hey little girl
          Don't you realize
          This is a goddamn disgrace
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you

          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you
          Girl you're too bad
          Girl you're too rude
          Everyman I speak to
          Says he wants you  

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        • Make No Mistake (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan


          Make no mistake about it
          Things ain't what they seem
          I'm gonna scream and shout it
          This is just a dream

          A simple conversation
          Every now and then
          A touchy situation
          Fascinates a man

          What shall I do, if I should see you
          And have to pretend that we have never met

          Its not a cheap sensation
          When you touch me with your hand
          A little complication
          Can hypnotize a man

          How we gonna hide it
          This thing with you and me yeah
          Everyone can tell by now
          I just can't lie you see

          What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
          No words can convey your lips melting into mine

          No mistake, no mistake
          Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
          Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake
          about it
          I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over, we're
          running out of time

          I've made up my mind about you
          I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

          Make no mistake, this is it
          Make no mistake, make no mistake

          It's not we don't have the time
          Make no mistake
          Not in the right place
          make no mistake, make no mistake
          Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
          No mistake
          I'm talking to ya baby
          Make no mistake

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          I Could Have Stood You Up (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Well hung, friend of mine
          He's size 8 -I'm size 9
          So shucks my dear
          I'm gonna get a lick from you

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

          Short fuse, lights blew out
          Power came back - hear them shout
          Shucks my dear
          Gotta get a lick from you

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah
          My shoes, walk down the street
          Only trouble is they ain't on my feet
          Dig them kicks, they belong to me

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

          Rip it up, rip it down
          Change the shape of the whole damn town,
          Shucks my dear
          I'm gonna get a lick from you

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

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        • How I Wish (live)

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          How I wish that you were here again
          How I wish that you were here again

          If I could see you and touch you with my hand
          If I could feel you, I know damn well I can't

          How I wish that you were here again
          How I wish I had you near again
          If I could see you, Oh just now and then
          If I could feel you, I'd do my time again

          Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

          If I could kiss you, caress you now and then
          Ooh just to thrill you, I'd do life again, Yeah

          Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

          How I wish that you were here again
          Oh Honey, honey, yeah
          How I wish you were here again, Oh honey

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        • Take It So Hard (live)

          Giving up lovin' - easy to do
          People so pitiful
          They never come through
          Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

          You want a little bit - once in a while
          Come on and get a bit

          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
          You shouldn't take it
          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

          Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
          People with little bits
          Try, tryin' to smile
          Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
          You shouldn't take it
          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

          Yank it up baby
          Or get yourself a new name
          You want a little bit once in a while
          Yeah you got a taste for it

          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
          You shouldn't take it
          You shouldn't take it so hard – Yeah

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

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          It Means A Lot

          Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
          Bass, Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Guitar [Slide], Acoustic Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
          Keyboards - Ivan Neville

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Tell by her movement
          A flick of the hand
          You know where you stand

          What does it mean
          It means a lot
          Ah hug oh yeah
          What does it mean
          Tell me

          Tell from a distance
          Tell from a glance
          (It means a lot)
          Tell by the way she dance
          (It means a lot)

          (It means a lot)
          Call it love
          Takes two
          (It means a lot)

          What does it mean
          (It means a lot)
          Takes two

          If she is shy
          If she should blush
          (It means a lot)
          It should tell you enough
          (It means a lot)

          We'll call it love
          (It means a lot)
          Takes two baby
          (It means a lot)

          Oh What does it do for you
          Does the same thing for me

          Trial by jury
          Trial by judge
          Get this things out of court
          Let's call it love

          What does it mean
          (It means a lot)
          Call it affection
          We call it love
          (It means a lot)

          Heaven's above
          (It means a lot)
          Ooh cool it
          (It means a lot)

          It means a lot
          It means a lot
          Ain't no illusion

          Little lie
          It means a lot

          Don't get too excited baby before the facts

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        • Locked Away

          Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural
          Acoustic Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
          Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
          Bass - Charley Drayton
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville
          Violin - Michael Doucet

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          She swears, that I'm the only one
          What about yesterday, yeah
          Oh! I'd like to believe
          Somehow I still suspect

          Locked away
          She ought to be locked away
          She ought to be locked away

          My mind is racing
          Footsteps lead me to jealousy
          I'm losing my grip
          I can't trust the way I feel

          Locked away
          I ought to be locked away
          I ought to be locked away

          My friends say that you're friends say, Ooh
          That I ain't worth your time
          I know what you must hear
          Don't let it interfere

          Locked away
          They ought to be locked away
          They ought to be locked away
          Locked away

          We can't do anything
          Any trick in the book
          We can't go anywhere
          All long as we care

          We ought to be locked away
          We ought to be locked away
          Locked away...

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        • Whip It Up

          Backing Vocals - Keith Richards, Patti Scialfa
          Bass, Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
          Saxophone [Baritone & Tenor] - Bobby Keys

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Whip
          Whip it up
          Whip
          Whip it up

          Don't know what you dream at night honey
          Close your eyes and see
          Leave the rest to me

          I'll be stealin' in if you give me half a chance
          C'mon baby let's get this dream to dance

          Whip it up
          C'mon Whip
          Whip it up
          Whip it up, Whip it up

          Well it seems so sad to me, the way we carry on
          Why, why baby can't we get along
          I ain't deceivin' you if you ain't deceivin' me
          Then someone else has lied to us Yeah Don't deny it

          Save it for another day
          Don't save it for me
          If I ain't good enought for you
          Then maybe baby you ain't good enough, good enough for me

          Whip it up baby
          Just a flick of the wrist
          Twist of the mind
          Whip it up
          Whip it up
          Whip
          Whip it up

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        • Rockawhile

          Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural
          Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton , Sam Butler , Sarah Dash
          Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
          Bass - Joey Spampinato
          Clavinet - Bernie Worrell
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Guitar [Slide & Electric] - Waddy Wachtel

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Rockawhile
          Baby stay yeah
          I don't need to lie
          You can believe it or leave it
          Baby won't you stay with me
          And rockawhile
          Hold your breath - Babe
          Close the shop, close the shop, Yeah

          Rock a while Baby come up here and Rock a while

          Stay with me, C'mon, Yeah Tell me what you want now I don't need to lie to you Stay with me Baby, baby stay with me and Rockawhile

          [Ad lib verses]

          It's no cheaped shot there Baby's just a square, yes she is

          [Verse 5,6 etc. ad lib]

          Rockawhile Come over Just Rockawhile Have to rock in style

          No strings attached Just me and Rockawhile Just you

          C'mon now baby stay with me Stay yeah Tell me what you wanna do Stay yeah

          And Rockawhile No strings attached Stay with me awhile Tell me all your troubles again

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        • How I Wish

          Backing Vocals - Patti Scialfa
          Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
          Bass - Charley Drayton
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Guitar [Slide & Electric] - Waddy Wachtel
          Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          How I wish that you were here again
          How I wish that you were here again

          If I could see you and touch you with my hand
          If I could feel you, I know damn well I can't

          How I wish that you were here again
          How I wish I had you near again

          If I could see you, Oh just now and then
          If I could feel you, I'd do my time again

          Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

          If I could kiss you, caress you now and then
          Ooh just to thrill you, I'd do life again, Yeah

          Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

          How I wish that you were here again
          Oh Honey, honey, yeah
          How I wish you were here again, Oh honey

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        • Make No Mistake

          Arranged By [Horns] - Willie Mitchell
          Bass - Charley Drayton
          Drums, Congas, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Horns - Andrew Love , Ben Cauley , Gray E. Topper , Jack Hale , James Mitchell , Jimmi Kinnard
          Mixed By - Joe Blaney
          Organ, Clavinet - Bernie Worrell
          Vocals [Featured] - Sarah Dash

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Make no mistake about it
          Things ain't what they seem
          I'm gonna scream and shout it
          This is just a dream

          A simple conversation
          Every now and then
          A touchy situation
          Fascinates a man

          What shall I do, if I should see you And have to pretend that we have never met

          It's not a cheap sensation
          When you touch me with your hand
          A little complication
          Can hypnotize a man

          How we gonna hide it
          This thing with you and me yeah
          Everyone can tell by now
          I just can't lie you see

          What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
          No words can convey your lips melting into mine

          No mistake, no mistake
          Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
          Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake about it
          I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over,
          We're running out of time

          I've made up my mind about you
          I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

          Make no mistake, this is it
          Make no mistake, make no mistake

          It's not we don't have the time
          Make no mistake
          Not in the right place
          make no mistake, make no mistake
          Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
          No mistake
          I'm talking to ya baby
          Make no mistake

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          I Could Have Stood You Up

          Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
          Bass - Joey Spampinato
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Guitar - Mike Taylor
          Mixed By - Joe Blaney
          Organ - Chuck Leavell
          Piano - Johnnie Johnson
          Saxophone [Tenor] - Bobby Keys

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Well hung, friend of mine
          He's size 8 -I'm size 9
          Shucks, my dear
          I'm gonna get a lick from you

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

          Short fuse, lights blew out
          Power came back - hear them shout
          Shucks, my dear
          Gotta get a lick from you

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

          My shoes, walk down the street
          Only trouble is they ain't on my feet
          Dig them kicks, they belong to me

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

          Rip it up, rip it down
          Change the shape of the whole damn town,
          Shucks, my dear
          I'm gonna get a lick from you

          One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
          That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
          Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
          But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

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        • Struggle

          Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
          Bass - Charley Drayton
          Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
          Keyboards - Ivan Neville

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Well it's a struggle - Baby
          It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

          If it's a struggle between love and hate
          Baby's gonna have to wait

          Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

          I'm in the middle

          You're not the only one
          You're not the only one
          You're not the only one

          It's a struggle
          It's a struggle
          Baby Baby Baby Yeah

          Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
          Under pressure to express yourself
          Then admit it
          Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

          Hard to fight
          Struggle, struggle
          You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
          Overworked, overhooked

          Doing as you're told
          Hell on hold
          Through the night
          Without a fight
          You gotta face the day

          If you struggle baby It only tightens up

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        • Take It So Hard

          Guitar, Lead and Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
          Bass, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
          Drums - Charley Drayton
          Guitar – Waddy Wachtel
          Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville

          Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

          Giving up lovin' - easy to do
          People so pitiful
          They never come through
          Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

          You want a little bit - once in a while
          Come on and get a bit

          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
          You shouldn't take it
          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

          Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
          People with little bits
          Try, tryin' to smile
          Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
          You shouldn't take it
          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

          Yank it up baby
          Or get yourself a new name
          You want a little bit once in a while
          Yeah you got a taste for it

          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
          You shouldn't take it
          You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

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          Big Enough

          Backing Vocals - Sarah Dash
          Backing Vocals, Percussion - Keith Richards
          Backing Vocals, Percussion, Drums - Steve Jordan
          Bass - "Bootsy" Collins
          Organ - Bernie Worrell
          Saxophone [Alto] - Maceo Parker
          Mixed By - Joe Blaney

          Written by Keith Richards and Steve Jordan

          No time, for weepin' baby
          No tears need flow
          Let no one tell you
          How you should grow - Yeah

          Stretched to the limit honey
          Locked in the hole
          Hung out to dry
          Still on a roll

          Ready, willing, able, and big enough

          Run in the front door
          Run out the back
          Wall in your face and
          A gun in your back

          No time for weepin' baby
          No need for tears
          Let no one tell you honey
          How you, how you should grow

          Big enough
          Ready, willing, able, and big enough

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        • Forty days and forty nights
          I waited for a girl like you to come and save my life
          All the days I waited for you
          You know the ones who said I'd never find someone like you

          And you were out of my league
          All the things I believed
          You were just the right kind
          Yeah, you were more than just a dream
          You were out of my league

        • V1
          Sometimes when I lie
          I know you're on to me
          Sometimes I don't mind
          How hateful that I can be

          Sometimes I don't try
          To make you happy
          I don't know why I do the things I do to you but...

          Chorus
          Sometimes I don't wanna be better
          Sometimes I can't be put back together
          Sometimes I find it hard to believe
          There's someone else who could be
          Just as messed up as me

          V2
          Sometimes don't deny
          That everything is wrong
          Sometimes rather die
          Than to admit it's my fault

          Sometimes when you cry
          I just don't care at all
          I don't know why I do the things I do to you but...

          Bridge
          I want someone to hurt
          Like the way I hurt
          It's sick but it makes me feel better

          V3
          Sometimes I can't hide
          The demons that I face
          Sometimes don't deny
          I'm sometimes sinner sometimes saint

        • V1
          Hey Lucy, I remember your name
          I left a dozen roses on your grave today
          I'm in the grass on my knees, wipe the leaves away
          I just came to talk for a while
          I got some things I need to say

          Chorus
          Now that it's over
          I just wanna hold her
          I'd give up all the world to see that little piece of heaven looking
          back at me
          Now that it's over
          I just wanna hold her
          I've gotta live with the choices i made
          And I can't live with myself today

          V2
          Hey Lucy, I remembered your birthday
          They said it'd bring some closure to say your name
          I know I'd do it all different if I had the chance
          But all I got are these roses to give
          And they can't help me make amends

          Bridge
          Here we are
          Now you're in my arms
          I never wanted anything so bad
          Here we are
          For a brand new start
          Living the life that we could've had

          Me and Lucy walking hand in hand
          Me and Lucy never wanna end
          Just another moment in your eyes
          I'll see you in another life
          In heaven where we never say goodbye

          Bridge
          Here we are, now you're in my arms
          Here we are for a brand new start
          Got to live with the choices I’ve made
          And I can’t live with myself today

          Me and Lucy walking hand in hand
          Me and Lucy never wanna end
          Got to live with the choices I’ve made
          And I can’t live with myself today

          Hey Lucy, I remember your name

        • V1
          Tick tock hear the clock countdown
          Wish the minute hand could be rewound
          So much to do and so much I need to say
          Will tomorrow be too late

          Feel the moment slip into the past
          Like sand through an hourglass
          In the madness I guess I just forget
          To do all the things I said

          Pre
          Time passes by
          Never thought I'd wind up
          One step behind
          Now I've made my mind up

          Chorus
          Today I'm gonna try a little harder
          Gonna make every minute last longer
          Gonna learn to forgive and forget
          ’Cause we don't have long, gonna make the most of it

          Today I'm gonna love my enemies
          Reach out to somebody who needs me
          Make a change, make the world a better place
          ’Cause tomorrow could be one day too late
          One day too late
          One day too late

          V2
          Tick tock hear my life pass by
          I can't erase and I can't rewind
          Of all the things I regret the most I do...
          Wish I'd spent more time with you

          Here's my chance for a new beginning
          I saved the best for a better ending
          And in the end I'll make it up to you, you'll see
          You'll get the very best of me

          Bridge
          Your time is running out
          You’re never gonna get it back
          Make the most of every moment
          Stop saving the best for last

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        • Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
          Now it looks as though they're here to stay
          Oh, I believe in yesterday

          Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be
          There's a shadow hanging over me
          Oh, yesterday came suddenly

          Why she had to go
          I don't know, she wouldn't say
          I said something wrong
          Now I long for yesterday
          [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/beatles-lyrics/yesterday-lyrics.html ]

          Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
          Now I need a place to hide away
          Oh, I believe in yesterday

          Why?d she have to go?
          I don't know, she wouldn't say
          I said something wrong
          Now I long for yesterday

          Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
          Now I need a place to hide away
          Oh, I believe in yesterday