Dancin', dancin', dancin' so free Dancin', Lord, keep your hand off me Dancin' with Mr. D., with Mr. D., with Mr. D. One night I was dancin' with
Vertaling: Rolling Stones. Dans met Mister D.
] Hey Joe, where ya goin' with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe! Where ya goin' with that gun in your hand? Gonna shoot my old lady. Caught her messin' around with
drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With a
because my mack days are in the mist And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the 'Last Dance' It's easy past, when I'm runnin' with your lady
s my man and them (What's up?) And I always blow ganj with them Detroit playas too advanced for them We buyin' out the bar, we don't dance with them So
that's my man and them (What's up?) And I always blow ? with them Detroit playas to advanced for them We buying out the bar we don't dance with them
. Man / son of man / buy the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and Breath the pain of living): living be! Here am i! Roll the stone away from the dark
bed where you rest Your life is based on stress So just relax kid because my mack days are in the mist And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the Last Dance
drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With a boulder
ever-door. Man - son of man - buy the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and breath the pain of living): living BE! Here am I! Roll the stone away
Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With
the ever-door. Man - son of man - buy the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and breath the pain of living): living BE! Here am I! Roll the stone
where you rest Your life is based on stress So just relax kid because my mack days are in the mist And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the Last Dance
