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Tumbling Dice Video (MV)




Performed By: Elle King
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger




Elle King - Tumbling Dice Lyrics
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(Woo-ooh)
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down
But, baby, baby, don't need no jewels in my crown

'Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
Baby, I go crazy, there's fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin'
Don't you know you know the deuce is still wild

Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me the tumblin' dice
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don't you see the time flashin' by

Honey, got no money
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines
Say now baby, I'm the rank outsider
You could be my partner in crime
Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me the tumblin'
(Call me the tumblin' dice)
Woo

Oh my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter
Playin' the field every night
Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me the tumblin' dice, yeah
Got to roll me, call me the tumblin' dice (got to roll me)
You got to, you got to, you got to roll me

You got to roll me, oh my
You got to roll me
Keep on rollin'
Got to roll me
You've got to keep on rollin'
Got to roll me
You've got to keep on rollin', yeah
Got to roll me
Call me the tumblin' dice
Got to roll me
You call me the tumblin', yeah
Got to roll me
Keep on rollin', yeah
Got to roll me
You got to roll me (got to roll me)
You got to roll me (got to roll me)
Got to roll me
Oh, my, my, my
Got to roll me
Call me the tummblin' dice
Got to roll me
Call me the tummblin'
Got to roll me
Got to roll me (got to roll me)
Keep on tumblin', now, baby
Got to roll me
Call me the tummblin'
Got to roll me
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(Woo-ooh)
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down
But, baby, baby, don't need no jewels in my crown

'Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
Baby, I go crazy, there's fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin'
Don't you know you know the deuce is still wild

Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me the tumblin' dice
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don't you see the time flashin' by

Honey, got no money
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines
Say now baby, I'm the rank outsider
You could be my partner in crime
Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me the tumblin'
(Call me the tumblin' dice)
Woo

Oh my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter
Playin' the field every night
Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me the tumblin' dice, yeah
Got to roll me, call me the tumblin' dice (got to roll me)
You got to, you got to, you got to roll me

You got to roll me, oh my
You got to roll me
Keep on rollin'
Got to roll me
You've got to keep on rollin'
Got to roll me
You've got to keep on rollin', yeah
Got to roll me
Call me the tumblin' dice
Got to roll me
You call me the tumblin', yeah
Got to roll me
Keep on rollin', yeah
Got to roll me
You got to roll me (got to roll me)
You got to roll me (got to roll me)
Got to roll me
Oh, my, my, my
Got to roll me
Call me the tummblin' dice
Got to roll me
Call me the tummblin'
Got to roll me
Got to roll me (got to roll me)
Keep on tumblin', now, baby
Got to roll me
Call me the tummblin'
Got to roll me
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Writer: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
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