The Rolling Stones - Rocks off

^CI hear you talking ^Dwhen I'm on the ^Gstreet, Your ^Cmouth don't move but ^DI can hear you ^Gspeak. ^CWhat's the matter with the boy? ^CHe don't come around no more. ^DIs he checking out for sure? ^DIs he gonna close the door on ^Cme?^G

I'm ^Calways hearing ^Dvoices on the ^Gstreet, I ^Cwant to shout, but ^DI can't hardly ^Gspeak. ^CI was making love last night, ^Cto a dancer friend of mine. ^DI can't seem to stay in step, cause ^Dshe come every time that she pirouettes over ^Cme.^G

And I ^Donly get my rocks off while I'm dreaming. I only get my rocks off while I'm ^Csleep..^Ging.

I'm ^Czipping through the ^Ddays at lightning ^Gspeed. Plug ^Cin, flush out and ^Dfire the fuck^Gin need. ^CHeading for the overload, ^Csplattered on the dirty road, ^Dkick me like you've kicked before, ^DI can't even feel the pain no ^Cmore^G.

^AFeel so hypnotized,^A can't describe th^E7e scene. ^AIt's all mesmerized all that i^E7nside m^De.

The ^Csunshine bores the ^Ddaylights out of ^Gme. ^CChasing shadows ^Dmoonlight myste^Gry. ^CHeaded for the overload, splattered on the dirty road, ^Dkick me like you've kicked before, ^DI can't even feel the pain no ^Cmore.^G