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Hot Rod Mama
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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 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 Return to T-Rex lyrics |
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