The Rolling Stones - Plundered My Soul | Текст песни

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PLUNDERED MY SOUL

Can you believe it? I've won more medals in this love game.
Ive been resting on my laurels. Im a bad loser. Im a yard off my pace.
Mmmm I smell rubber and I soon discovered that youre gone for good.
My indiscretions made a bad impression. Guess I was misunderstood.

I thought you needed my loving, but it's my heart that you stole.
I thought you wanted my money, but you plundered my soul.
(Plundered my soul)

I started asking around but your friend's pretty lips were sealed.
I wrote a letter full of twaddle and tripe confessions about wounds that heal.
I heard some gossip, you've become an alcoholic, youre dryin out.
So I phoned every clinic in the yellow pages, not a trace I found.

I thought you needed my loving, but it's my heart that you stole.
I thought you wanted my money, but you plundered my soul.
(You plundered my soul)

I hate quittin but Im close to admittin Im a sorry case.
But on quiet reflection, my sad rejections not a total disgrace.
But I do miss your quick repartee and the smile that lights up your face.
You'll be a hard act to follow. A bitter pill to swallow.
You'll be tough, oh youre tough to replace.

I thought you wanted my loving, but it's my heart that you stole.
You were the trick up my sleeve. My ace in the hole.
I thought you wanted my money, but you plundered my soul.
Oh plundered my soul.
Oh yeah!
(You plundered my soul)
You plundered my soul.
Yeah! Yeah!
(You plundered my soul)