Текст песни mott the hoople - Honaloochie Boogie (Another Version)
mott the hoople - Honaloochie Boogie (Another Version) слова песни
(Ian Hunter)My cardboard face looks out of placeAmong all those plastic platesMy Brillianteen sure adds that sheenBut I can`t believe my fateI mean all this dressing up is a travestyIt`s costing all my bread and I ain`t no Red Indian ChiefIt`s getting somehow (?) and really embarrassinglyI wanna dance to Honaloochie Boogie yeahGet in time, don`t worry `bout the shirt shineHonaloochie Boogie, you sure started somethingAnd the Kings are dyingThe Queens are cryingAnd the Princes now stake their claimThen you became the rebels reignAnd the wise men slag in vainNow I feel like I`m in a REock `N Roll warSome kind of mathematical jive competitionThe trouble is allk I can think about is getting a gig somewhereI wanna dance to Honaloochie Boogie yeahGet in time, don`t worry `bout the shirt shineHonaloochie Boogie, you sure started somethingI wanna dance to Honaloochie Boogie yeahGet in time, don`t worry `bout the shirt shineHonaloochie Boogie, you sure started somethingI wanna dance to Honaloochie Boogie yeahGet in time, don`t worry `bout the shirt shineHonaloochie Boogie, you sure started something