Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Born Late '58, artist - Mott The Hoople. Album song Two Miles From Live Heaven, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 10.10.1973
Record label: Союз Мьюзик
Song language: English
Born Late '58 |
| 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 |
| Smokescreened 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 |
| 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 fire |
| Create her, mistreat her |
| No use tryin' to beat her |
| Admit it, she’s greater |
| Shame you weren’t born later |