Marc Bolan
Observations [*]
Livin' in the car, make it to the barWe'll meet up with the guys whoMake love to Barbara StriesandThen we'll all split the sceneMake it like a dreamWest Side Brighton, or we're just ridin'Turn on the chicks and then we'll blow our kicksAnd we'll fly highBoppin' and shoppin' and makin' it in West OneSee ya later, alligator, throw away your Zip GunDance instead of walking, feel like I'm the best oneSmokin' charges and ridin' barges, cutting out high strungSleeping on the beaches and make like a teacherLetras de cancionesTurned on beggar, say he's a rockin' preacherSteeling or feeling and make like a rockerThen you'll fly highMet her in the corner [?], King jiving on the sidwalkIntellectual put down all I wanna do is talkChelsea cats groovin' and provin' that they're all menCallin' up your lost baby, shoutin' out "Remember when.."On a scene with the guys, see the paintings in their eyesDriving through the crazy nightLooking for a chick to fightHad a seed and made a veil [?]Blew some smoke and leave a trailAnd fly highI'm wearin' shades and diggin' spadesI'm takin' in the night lifeCrazy Sally in the alley, playing with a filck-knifeMet a chick, got a flatGot a cat with one legI bought a Jeep, nice and cheapFor cutting out right nowMade it to the sea, just the chick, the cat, and meEverybody's laughing 'cause the Jeep's cost moneyNice and easy baby said, come and sit down with meAnd we'll fly hiiiiigh.
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