The Rolling Stones Follow

Can you believe it?
I've won no medals in this love game
I've been resting on my laurels
I'm a bad loser, I'm a yard off my pace

I smell rubber and I soon discover
That you're gone for good
My indiscretions made a bad impression
Guess I was misunderstood

I thought you needed my lovin'
But it's my heart that you stole
I thought you wanted my money
But you plundered my soul
(Plundered my soul)

I started askin' around but your friends
Pretty lips were sealed, I wrote a letter
Full of trite confessions about wounds that heal

I heard some gossip, you'd become an alcoholic
You were dryin' out so I phoned every clinic
In the yellow pages, not a trace I found

I thought you needed my lovin'
But it's my heart that you stole
I thought you wanted my money
But you plundered my soul
(Plundered my soul)

I hate quittin' but I'm close to admittin'
I'm a sorry case but on quiet reflection
My sad rejection's, not a total disgrace

But I do miss your quick repartee
And the smile that lights up your face
You'll be a hard act to follow
A bitter pill to swallow
You'll be tough, you'll be tough to replace

I thought you wanted my lovin'
But it's my heart that you stole
You were a trick up my sleeve

My ace in the hole
I thought you wanted my money
But you plundered my soul

Oh, plundered my soul, oh yeah
(Plundered my soul)
You plundered my soul, yeah, yeah
(Plundered my soul)

Oh, yes, yes, yes you, baby
(Plundered my soul)