Текст песни mott the hoople - Drivin` Sister
mott the hoople - Drivin` Sister слова песни
Eight-track machine playing `Half Moon Bay`Drivin` in my Volks down on Hamstead WayHer mother got bust on a 88And her brother got stuck on my number plateHey mister bartender won`t you gimme some wineI gotta get outta town, meet my baby on timeHe put five gallons in my petrol tankYou know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeahDrivin` sister rock`n`rollShe`s got feel on the wheelDrivin` sister rock`n`rollShe don`t make with no brakesDrivin` sister rock`n`rollShe`s an automobeat on the streetDrivin` sister rock`n`rollShe`s much too much on the clutchDrivin` sister rock`n`rollShe got her feet on the wheelDrivin` sister rock`n`rollShe don`t make with no brakesI said drive, drive, drive, driveAnd drive little sister driveI said drive, drive, drive, driveAnd drive little sister, drive on.