Mott the Hoople - Lounge Lizzard [*] Lyrics
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Lounge Lizzard [*]
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What Are The Lyrics For Lounge Lizzard [*] By Mott the Hoople?
Well I picked her up on a Saturday night
She's a Pool Hall poison but it smelt all right Oh ma, what a sight when I saw her in the light of day She was a Speakeasy sleazer of the lowest degree You should hear the stories she was layin' on me Said she got the lot, but she only spiked a few She's a Lounge Lizard, coming on strong Who are you foolin', yeah yeah yeah Lounge Lizard, coming on strong You gotta be joking just give give give Now I don't care if your boy`s name's John I don't care where your Mother comes from Just give it to me, just pull it through me all right I don't care if your make-up's a cop Well I don't mind just keep your raincoat on No conversation, my reputation's (?) She's a Lounge Lizard, coming on strong Who are you foolin', it's me you're with Lounge Lizard, come on strong You gotta be joking, just give give give She's a Lounge Lizard, coming on strong Who she foolin', it's me you're with Lounge Lizard, come on come on You gotta be joking, just give give give Lounge Lizard, coming on strong Who are you foolin', it's me you're with Lounge Lizard, coming on strong You gotta be joking, just give give give Give give give Give give give Yeah Give give give Yeah Give give give Yeah Give give give |
Who Wrote Lounge Lizzard [*] By Mott the Hoople?
Ian Hunter
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What's The Duration Of The Lounge Lizzard [*] By Mott the Hoople?The duration of Lounge Lizzard [*] is 4:19 minutes and seconds. |
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