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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 soundWith my greased-up levis,
baseball boots above my head
If it wasn't such a tragedy
I might wish I was deadShe 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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Marc Bolan (born Mark Feld; 30 September 1947 – 16 September 1977) was an English singer-songwriter, guitarist and poet. He is best known as the founder, frontman, lead singer & guitarist for T. Rex, but also a successful solo artist. His music, as well as his highly original sense of style and extraordinary stage presence, helped create the glam rock era of the 1970s which made him one of the most recognisable stars in British rock music

Read more about Marc Bolan on Last.fm.


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