Текст песни jagger mick - Secrets
jagger mick - Secrets слова песни
I heard a story, all about youI heard the secrets, maybe theyre trueI read the papers, I read the newsI hear the gossip, all about youThey say that youre really not so prim and prudeBehind it all youre rather rudeAnd really go for younger menItalian types and lots of themI cant believe it babyMaybe its trueHoney, honey, honey!Do it for the moneyI heard the storiesOn saturday night, out in the back roomAfter one or two liesYour name is mentionedIt gives me a frightDishonorable mentionPuts you in a new lightYouve been going downtown slave romancingNasty, mean and fancy dancinWith your nose in plastic bagsPeople talk and tongues all wagI cant believe it babyIve been a foolcause scales have just fell from my eyesYou cant keep up your disguiseTell me about your adventures in livingI wont write a word of libelSwear it on a thousand biblesBut, I admit, I have got my misgivingsMaybe its trueHoney, honey, honey!Do it for the moneyI read the papers, I read the newsI scan the columns for pictures of youYou with the husband, you with the mayor, youu with the kidsNow who are you kidding, who you kidding? How can you dare? While you are the mistress of a mafia manWhos working for the vaticanAnd all your money crisply ironed in off-shore banksYour friends are kindI cant believe it babyMaybe its trueHoney, honey, honey!Do it for the moneyYeah, youve been a nasty girlYeah, youve been badYouve been bad, youve been badYou better come over hereAnd take your punishmentBad, bad, bad! bad, bad, bad!Honey, honey, honey!Do it for the money