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Song Crash Street Kids - Mott The Hoople. See my thoughts and then see my scars. See my clothes, I dress to kill. See my blood and see my gun. The crash street kids are comin' to get ya. (Better run
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Song Sweet Jane - Mott The Hoople. Standin' on a corner,. Suitcase in my hand. Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest,. Me, babe, I'm in a rock n' roll band. Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat
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I just done some living, still got the pain. Ain't done much giving, just my name. Ride on my son, that cold steel rail still following you Oh Lord I wanna try and lose this iron bail. Ride on the
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(mick ralphs/ian hunter). . Know that I grow my hair just to scare the teacher. My goodness gracious me ain't little johnny a creature. And I lost count of the times when I never bathed. I'm one
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Song Momma's Little Jewel - Mott The Hoople. Momma's little jewel, just out of school. Fresh from the nuns that made you. Don't know why but I'm going to try. To re-in-celibate you. Momma's little
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(ian hunter/mick ralphs/overend watts). . Hi there your friendly neighbourhood sadist want to take you for a ride. Come on tell me 'bout the nights that I make you cry. Two tiny purple hands crawl
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Know that I grow my hair. Just to scare the teacher. My goodness, gracious me!. Ain't Little Johnny a creature And I lost count of the times. When I never bathed I'm one of the boys. One of the b
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Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh. (Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh). Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh. (Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh). Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh. (Whoa oh, whoa oh, w
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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
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(Mick Ralphs). . Listen woman you needn't look so stupid when I call your name out loud. Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet smelling girl with intelligence and you. Know how. I wouldn't want a
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Rose. (Hunter/Watts/Ralphs/Griffin). . It ain't so long ago since we were just two kids. Remember well memories we all hid. But you're much older now, although you still are young. I know you we
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(lou reed). . Standing on the corner. Suitcase in my hand. Jack is in his corset and jane is in her vest. And me I'm in a rock and roll band. Riding in a stutz bearcat jim. Those were different
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(david bowie). . Well billy rapped all night about his suicide. How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five. Speed jive don't want to stay alive. When you're twenty-five. And wendy's stea
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Song Whizz Kid - Mott The Hoople. Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a New York City beat. She came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feet. Now we moved out of Manhattan to her home on the
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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
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Roll Away The Stone. Mott the Hoople. Baby if you just say you still care. Follow you most anywhere. Roll away the stone, roll away the stone. And, in the darkest night,. Ill keep you safe and all
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Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky. Half way to memphis 'fore I realised. Well I rang the information - my axe was cold. They said she rides the train to oreoles. . Now it's a mighty long w
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Song Momma's Little Jewel - Mott The Hoople. Momma's little jewel, just out of school. Fresh from the nuns that made you. Don't know why but I'm going to try. To re-in-celibate you. Momma's little
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On morning shadows you were ill-spent. "It's time", you said, or is it time you went?. I tried so hard to leave you. I tried to sleep, the hours you keep Oh Lord, I wish I could escape this iron ve
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Rest in Peace (studio version). (Ian Hunter). . Oh if my wheel could take another turn. And if my life replaced itself again,. I wouldn't want a single thing to change. Oh it's been good, though
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Song All the Young Dudes - Mott The Hoople. Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide. How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five. Speed jive don't want to stay alive. When you're twenty
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(Ian Hunter/Mick Ralphs). . Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay'. Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way. Her mother got bust on a 88. And her brother got stuck on my number plate. . H
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Too many people about. Telling me what to do with myself. It's hard to get around. Walking on soft, soft ground Well they can say what they feel. 'Cause I'm completely foreign. I know it's clear,
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(ian hunter/mick ralphs/overend watts). . Hi there your friendly neighbourhood sadist want to take you for a ride. Come on tell me 'bout the nights that I make you cry. Two tiny purple hands crawl
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(david bowie). . Well billy rapped all night about his suicide. How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five. Speed jive don't want to stay alive. When you're twenty-five. And wendy's stea
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Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay'. Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way. Her mother got bust on a 88. And her brother got stuck on my number plate, yeah Drivin' sister rock n' roll.
