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Born Late '58 - Mott the Hoople



     
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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 lightShe's a grower, a goer
You gotta get to know her
No chooser, a cruiser
You turn around, she'll lose youBurned 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.MailShe's a speeder, a leader
You're really gotta meet her
You see her, she thrills you
You look at her, she'll kill youListen, 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 awayDetonator, jail-baiter
A radar radiator
She'll annoy ya, destroy ya

She'll bring ya down inCreate her, mistreat her
No use tryin' to beat her
Admit it, she's greater
Shame you weren't born later

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Mott the Hoople were a glam rock group formed in 1968 in Herefordshire, England near the Welsh border. They were led by Ian Hunter until his departure in 1974. The band would break up in 1976. They are best known for the international hit single All the Young Dudes, written by David Bowie and featured in films such as Clueless and Juno. The band was named after a novel by Willard Manus. The book was about a freak show worker named Norman Mott.

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