MOTT THE HOOPLE BORN LATE '58 LYRICS

Baby took me out last night
Got a little cadillac bite.
Shook me about - inside out
Didn't get home 'till light.
She's a grower, a goer - you gotta get to know her
No chooser, a cruiser - you turn around she'll lose you
Burned out as the light turned green
Smoke-screened off her rail.
He didn't see me comin' but he shoulda saw me runnin'
Faster than the U.S. mail.
She's a speeder, a leader
You're really gotta meet her
You see her, she thrills you, you look at her she'll kill you.
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Listen, fella, baby don't you sell her
Don't you try and steal her away
Hush, man logs in her dam
Think you better fade away
Detonator, jail-baiter - a radar radiator
She'll annoy ya, destroy ya - she'll bring ya down in fire
Create her, mistreat her - no use tryin' to beat her
Admit it, she's greater, shame you weren't born later.

Born Late '58 (Mott The Hoople)


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