Woorden: Rolling Stones. Don't Stop.

Well, you bit my lip and drew first blood
And wore my cold, cold heart
And your wrote your name right on my back
Boy, your nails were sharp

But don?t stop
Honey, don?t stop
Don?t stop
Beg you, don?t stop

Well, I love your screams of passion
In the long hot summer night
But you pepper me with poison darts
And twisted in your knife

But don?t stop
Honey, don?t stop
Don?t stop
Beg you, don?t stop

Well the only thing I ask of you
Is to hand me back some pride
Don?t you dump me on some dusty street
And hang me out to dry

Don?t stop
Honey, don?t stop
Beg you, don?t stop
Beg you, don?t stop
Oh honey

I?m losing you, I know your heart is miles away
And there?s a whisper there where once there was a storm
And all that?s left is that image that I?ll find a way
And some memories have tattered as they?ve torn

Don?t stop
Don?t stop
Beg you, don?t stop
I beg you baby, don?t stop

Honey, honey
Baby, don?t stop
Beg you, don?t stop
Come on, honey, don?t stop
Well baby

Baby don?t stop
Baby, baby, don?t stop
My honey, don?t stop
Don?t, don't you stop
I know I've got this [Incomprehensible]

Honey, don't stop
Don't, don't you stop