Hot Rod Mama
T. Rex
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
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
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Hot Rod Mama Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/13960703/T.+Rex/Hot+Rod+Mama>.
Discuss the Hot Rod Mama Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In