Текст песни Mott the Hoople: Born Late 58

Born Late 58


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 US 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

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







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