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Mott the Hoople
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Born Late '58 (live in 1974 US Tour)
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
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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