| Song | Tumbling Dice |
| Artist | Pussy Galore |
| Album | Exile on Main Street |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:M.Jagger/K.Richards Music:M.Jagger/K.Richards | |
| Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me | |
| And make me burn the candle right down, | |
| But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown. | |
| 'Cause all you women is low down gamblers, | |
| Cheatin' like I don't know how, | |
| But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now. | |
| This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', | |
| You know you know the duece is still wild. | |
| Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me | |
| And call me the tumblin' dice. | |
| Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, | |
| Don't you see the time flashin' by. | |
| Honey, got no money, I'm all sixes and sevens and nines. | |
| Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider, | |
| You can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can't stay, | |
| You got to roll me and call me the tumblin', | |
| Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. | |
| Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter, | |
| Playin' the field ev'ry night. Baby, can't stay, | |
| You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice), | |
| Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice. | |
| Got to roll me. Got to roll me. |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| Women think I' m tasty, but they' re always tryin' to waste me | |
| And make me burn the candle right down, | |
| But baby, baby, I don' t need no jewels in my crown. | |
| ' Cause all you women is low down gamblers, | |
| Cheatin' like I don' t know how, | |
| But baby, baby, there' s fever in the funk house now. | |
| This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', | |
| You know you know the duece is still wild. | |
| Baby, I can' t stay, you got to roll me | |
| And call me the tumblin' dice. | |
| Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, | |
| Don' t you see the time flashin' by. | |
| Honey, got no money, I' m all sixes and sevens and nines. | |
| Say now, baby, I' m the rank outsider, | |
| You can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can' t stay, | |
| You got to roll me and call me the tumblin', | |
| Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. | |
| Oh, my, my, my, I' m the lone crap shooter, | |
| Playin' the field ev' ry night. Baby, can' t stay, | |
| You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice, | |
| Roll me and call me the tumblin' Got to roll me. dice. | |
| Got to roll me. Got to roll me. |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| Women think I' m tasty, but they' re always tryin' to waste me | |
| And make me burn the candle right down, | |
| But baby, baby, I don' t need no jewels in my crown. | |
| ' Cause all you women is low down gamblers, | |
| Cheatin' like I don' t know how, | |
| But baby, baby, there' s fever in the funk house now. | |
| This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', | |
| You know you know the duece is still wild. | |
| Baby, I can' t stay, you got to roll me | |
| And call me the tumblin' dice. | |
| Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, | |
| Don' t you see the time flashin' by. | |
| Honey, got no money, I' m all sixes and sevens and nines. | |
| Say now, baby, I' m the rank outsider, | |
| You can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can' t stay, | |
| You got to roll me and call me the tumblin', | |
| Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. | |
| Oh, my, my, my, I' m the lone crap shooter, | |
| Playin' the field ev' ry night. Baby, can' t stay, | |
| You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice, | |
| Roll me and call me the tumblin' Got to roll me. dice. | |
| Got to roll me. Got to roll me. |