Songtexte:
Rolling Stones Dancing With Mister D

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

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

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

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

. 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

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

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

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

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