[Spoken Word: Mick Jagger]
How ya feeling? Ya feelng good?

[Verse 1]
Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
But baby, I can't see, there's fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin'
Don't you know the deuce is still wild

[Chorus]
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumbling dice

[Verse 2]
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don't see the time flashin' by
Honey, I got no money
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines
Say now, baby, I'm the lone craps shooter
You can be my partner in crime

[Chorus]
But baby, get it straight
You got to roll me and call me the tumbling
Roll me and call me the tumbling dice
[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Say now, baby, I'm the lone craps shooter
You can be my partner in crime

[Chorus]
But baby, get it straight
You got to roll me and call me the tumbling

[Outro]
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
[Audience Applause]