Hot Rod Mama - Version 2, Early Studio Demo July 1967

[Marc Bolan]
You know, when i'm singing baby, I con't telepathically you know like you know it's easy to blow it. Ok, all together now, will all make jumbling sounds

[Hot Rod Mama]
Hot rod mama moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
Hot rod mama moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
I'm blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
Selling all my midnight, still broke, living on the ground
Selling all my midnight, still broke, living on the ground
My gone little mama, cut out without a sound

With my greased-up Levis
My baseball boots above my head
With my greased-up Levis
Baseball boots above my head
If it wasn't such a tragedy
I might wish I was dead

She took my ice-crеam mustang
My purple coloured dodevillе
She took my ice-cream mustang
My purple coloured dodeville
Well, she even took my panpipes and my elixir life pill

Well now, Hot rod mama moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
Hot rod mama moving like a motorcycle devil in a race
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace

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