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Fast Talking, Slow Walking
The Rolling Stones
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I'm a fast-talking, smooth-walking
Hard-living man when I'm on
And I'm a wild lover, close brother
I like it warm when I come home
And ain't it hard to find a guide in this life at all?
I'm not alone
But I'm feeling lucky
'Cause I've got the dearest friends of all
I'm a fast-moving, hip-shooting
Sharp-suited guy when I'm on, oh, yeah
Well, it's a hearts-grabber, rough rider
You can sit right down between some coil, yeah
Well, ain't it hard to find a friend in this life at all?
Well, I'm on a call
But I'm feeling lucky
'Cause I've got the dearest friends of all
When the winter's biting down, oh yeah
And your coat can't keep you warm
If the rain is slow with you
Give me a call
Give me a call
And I'm a high-stepping, go-getting
Know where I'm heading, steady on the road, oh yeah
Don't wanna be too possessive, too agressive
Sometimes you've got, you've got to stand up tall
Ain't it hard to find a guide in this world at all?
I'm on the phone
'Cause I'm feeling lucky
'Cause I've got the dearest friends of all
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Well, I'm a fast-talking, smooth-walking
Hard-living, hard-living man when I'm on, oh yeah
Ah, well, I'm a no-messing, low-stressing
Pink-bellied guy, I can't turn on, oh, no
Ain't it hard to find a guide in this world at all?
That ain't all, though
'Cause I'm feeling lucky
'Cause I've got the dearest friends of all
Oh, oh, oh, ah, yeah
Mmm
Cold brother
Cold
Fast talking, smooth-walking guy
Hard-living, sharp-dressing
No-messing, low-sweeping
No-sleeping, a three-pint-drinking
Dough-fiending, head-bruising
No-fooling, keep on cooling
Wild, wild, yeah
Wild lover, cold, cold brother
Call me, why don't you call?
Call me, call me any time you want
Yeah, I've got the dearest friends of all
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