letra de hot rod mama - marc bolan
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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
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