T. REX
- Hot Rod Mama Lyrics / with translationsHot 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 sound
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-cream mustang
And my purple coloured dodeville
She even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill
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 sound
With my greased-up levis,
If it wasn't such a tragedy
I might wish I was dead
She took my ice-cream mustang
And my purple coloured dodeville
She even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill
Facts about Hot Rod Mama
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Hot Rod Mama is written by Marc Bolan.
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Hot Rod Mama is produced by Tony Visconti.
Who wrote Hot Rod Mama lyrics?
Hot Rod Mama is written by Marc Bolan.
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Who produced Hot Rod Mama?
Hot Rod Mama is produced by Tony Visconti.
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