HOT ROD MAMA

アーティストT.Rex
作詞BOLAN MARC
作曲BOLAN MARC
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devilinarace

Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
I'm selling all my midnight, still broke and
living on the ground
My gone little mama cut out without a sound
With my greased-up levis,
Baseball boots above my head
If it wasn't such a ragedy I might wish I was dead
She took my ice-cream mustang and my purple
coloured dodeville
She even took my panpipes and my elixir of life piil

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