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Rolling Stones
Miss You
I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you.
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you.
Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been staring in my dreams
Lord I miss you.
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say,
Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just
dyin' to meet you.
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to.
Oh everybody waits so long
Oh baby why you wait so long
Won't you come on! Come on!
I've been walking Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling thro' the street
Asking people, What's the matter with you boy?
Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say
I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord I won't miss you child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
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