Marc Bolan - Hot Rod Mama Lyrics
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Hot Rod Mama
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What Are The Lyrics For Hot Rod Mama By Marc Bolan?
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
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 tragedy 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 pill |
Who Wrote Hot Rod Mama By Marc Bolan?
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