Texty:
The Rolling Stones Let It Bleed

, oh yeah Ahh, get it on rider, get it on rider, get it on rider You can bleed all over me And get it on rider , well get it on rider, well get it on

I'm a fleabit peanut monkey And all my friends are junkies That's not really true I'm a cold Italian pizza I could use a lemon squeezer What you do?

then she blew my mind It's the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues, oh yes It's the honky tonk women Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues It

moan, yeah, well Talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler Everybody got to go, dance Did you hear about the midnight rambler Well, honey, it's no rock and roll

little more You got my heart, you got my soul You got the silver, you got the gold You got the diamonds from the mine Well that's all right, it'll buy

bleed on me All over Ahh, get it on rider, get it on rider , get it on rider You can bleed all over me Get it on rider , get it on rider, get it

Překlad: Rolling Stones. Nechat to krvácet.

if you want it, baby, why don'cha bleed on me All over, Ahh, bleed it alright, bleed it alright, bleed it alright You can bleed all over me Bleed it alright, bleed it

bleed on And if you want it, baby, you can bleed on me We all need someone we can bleed on And if you want it, why don't you bleed on me Get it on,