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    Rolling Stones Where The Boys All go текст песни

    Where The Boys All go

    Hey girls, you better listen to me
    I’m getting starved for your company
    All day Monday, and all day Tuesday
    I played football, there’s nothing on the telly
    Now ever since I was just 13 years old
    Well, I always felt shy but I acted so bold
    I never had the money and I never had the class
    But I always seemed to get myself a Saturday night piece of ass!

    Where the boys go, Saturday night
    Where the boys all go, hold me tight
    Where the boys all go, Saturday night
    Where the boys all go

    Saturday morning you can see me at the pub
    And I’m pissing away me money and I can’t stand up
    Cab fare, pop? You look silly in the road
    Get in everybody, where the boys all go!

    Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeee—eeeeeeee
    Hey! Never keep a secret from yuuuuuuuuuwwwwwww
    Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeeee-eeeeeee

    Where the boys go, Saturday night
    Where the boys go, hold me tight
    Where the boys go, stand around and grope



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