Time To Really Start Up The Ron Paul Revolution With Rolling Stones Rallies For Ron–Video

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ROLLING STONES LIVE IN RIO 1995 – Start me up 

If you start me up

If you start me up

I’ll never stop

If you start me up

 If you start me up

I’ll never stop

I’ve been running hot

You got me ticking gonna blow my top

 If you start me up

If you start me up

I’ll never stop

You make a grown man cry

 Spread out the oil, the gasoline

 I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine

Start it up

If you start it up

Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got,

you got I can’t compete with the riders in the other heats

If you rough it up If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up

Don’t make a grown man cry

My eyes dilate, my lips go green

My hands are greasy

She’s a mean, mean machine

Start it up

If start me up

Give it all you got

You got to never, never, never stop

Never, never Slide it up

You make a grown man cry

Ride like the wind at double speed

I’ll take you places that you’ve never, never seen

 Start it up

 Love the day when we will never stop, never stop

Never stop, never stop

Tough me up

Never stop, never stop, never stop

You, you, you make a grown man cry

You, you make a dead man come

You, you make a dead man come

Rolling Stones – Wild Horses

Wild Horses lyrics Songwriters: Richards, K; Jagger, M;
Childhood living is easy to do

The things you wanted,

I bought them for you

 Graceless lady, you know who I am

You know I can’t let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away

 Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain

 Now you decided to show me the same

 No sweeping exits or offstage lines

 Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away

Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I know I’ve dreamed you, a sin and a lie I have my freedom

 but I don’t have much time

Faith has been broken, tears must be cried

 Let’s do some living, after we die

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away

Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away

 Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day


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