Get Yer Ya-Ya's Out! es un álbum de The Rolling Stones, publicado en 1970. El disco incluye 10 canciones, entre ellas «Jumpin' Jack Flash», «Carol», «Stray Cat Blues» y «Love In Vain».
Listado de Canciones
- Jumpin' Jack Flash
- Carol
Letra
Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance If it takes me all night and day Climb into my machine so we can groove on out I know some swinging little joint where we can jump and shout It's not too far back on the highway not so long a ride You park the car out in the open you can walk inside A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her ma'am Cause every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance If it takes me all night and day Now, if you want to hear some music like the boys are playing Hold tight, bang your foot don't let it carry you away Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud Won't the music intrigue you when they get a crowd Well you can't dance I know you would you could I got my eyes on you, baby, cause you dance so good Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance If it takes me all night and day Oh, Carol Don't let him steal your heart away I've got to learn to dance If it takes me all night and day - Stray Cat Blues
- Love In Vain
Letra
Well I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Yeah, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell When all your love's in vain When the train come in the station I looked her in the eye Well the train come in the station And I looked her in the eye Whoa, I felt so sad so lonesome That I could not help but cry When the train left the station It had two lights on behind Yeah, when the train left the station It had two lights on behind Whoa, the blue light was my baby And the red light was my mind All my love was in vain All my love's in vain - Midnight Rambler
- Sympathy For The Devil
Vídeo
- Live With Me
Letra
I got nasty habits, I take tea at three Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner Must be hung up for a week My best friend, he shoots water rats And feeds them to his geese Don'cha think there's a place for you In between the sheets? Come on now, honey We can build a home for three Come on now, honey Don't you want to live with me? And there's a score of harebrained children They're all locked in the nursery They got earphone heads they got dirty necks They're so 20th century Well they queue up for the bathroom 'Round about 7:35 Don'cha think we need a woman's touch to make it come alive? You'd look good pram pushing Down the high street Come on now, honey Don't you want to live with me? Whoa, the servants they're so helpful, dear The cook she is a whore Yes, the butler has a place for her Behind the pantry door The maid, she's French, she's got no sense She's wild for Crazy Horse And when she strips, the chauffeur flips The footman's eyes get crossed Don'cha think there's a place for us Right across the street Don'cha think there's a place for you, In between the sheets? - Little Queenie
Letra
I got the lumps in my throat When I saw her coming down the aisle I gets the wiggles in my knees When she looked at me and sweetly smiled There she is again standing over by the record machine Oooh, she's looking like a model on the cover of a magazine Why she's too cute to be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile, I was thinking She's in the mood No need to break it I got the chance I oughtta take it She can dance We can make it Come on Queenie Let's shake it Go, go, go, Little Queenie Go, go, go, Little Queenie Go, go, go, Little Queenie Won't ya tell me who the queen's Standing over by the record machine Why she's looking like a model On the cover of a magazine Yeah she's too cute to be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile, I was still thinkin' If it's a slow song, we'll omit it If it's a rocker, that'll get it If it's good, she'll admit it Come on Queenie, lets get with it Go, go, go, Little Queenie Go, go, go, Little Queenie Go, go, go, Little Queenie - Honky Tonk Women
- Street Fighting Man
