Marc Bolan - Hot Rod Mama Şarkı Sözü

hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil ın a race
blown out my mind, ı cant keep up the pace
ım 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
ıf ıt wasnt such a tragedy
ı might wish ı was dead

she took my ıce-cream mustang
and my purple coloured dodeville
she even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill
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