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Momma's Little Jewel Mott The Hoople Momma's little jewel just out of school fresh from the nuns that made you Don't know why but I'm going to try to re-in-celibate you Momma's little jewel you got the rules but I'll be the one to Black Scorpio (Momma's Little Jewel) Mott The Hoople Momma's little jewel, just left school. Fresh from the nuns who made you. I don't know why, but I'm gonna try to re-incelibate you. All the Young Dudes (Album Version) Mott the Hoople Billy rapped all night \'bout his suicide How he\'d kick it in the head when he was 25 Don\'t wanna stay alive when you\'re 25 Wendy\'s stealing clothes from unlocked cars Freddy\'s got spots from All the Young Dudes Mott the Hoople Billy rapped all night \'bout his suicide How he\'d kick it in the head when he was 25 Don\'t wanna stay alive when you\'re 25 Wendy\'s stealing clothes from unlocked cars Freddy\'s got spots from The Journey Mott The Hoople All the changes they will take their time In the morning dust they'll begin to rise Halfway to a borderline Well i can see the end For the very first time Well i know i lost just a little bit on the journey Whizz Kid Mott The Hoople Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a new york city beat She came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feet Now we moved out of manhattan to her home on the brooklyn heights Her dad's a street Angel Of Eighth Avenue Mott The Hoople The willow in the wind is gently weeping No city lights tonight for she is sleeping But in a little while she will awake and gently smile My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning. Ballad Of Mott Mott The Hoople I changed my name in search of fame to find the Midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then what I want now, twice as much We crossed the mighty oceans and we had a few divides But we never crossed emotion Drivin' Sister Mott The Hoople gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time He put five gallons in my petrol tank You know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeah Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's got feel on the American Pie/The Golden Age Of Rock 'n' Roll Mott The Hoople some wine I gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time He put five gallons in my petrol tank You know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeah Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's got feel on the Marionette Mott The Hoople All dressed in black so nobody sees you Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the wordworm to choke me And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor Watch Walking With A Mountain Mott The Hoople in black so nobody sees you Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the wordworm to choke me And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor Watch the audience laugh as Golden Age Of Rock 'N' Roll Mott The Hoople Everybody hazy shell-shocked and crazy Screaming for the face at the window Jeans for the genies dresses for the dreamies Fighting for a place in the front row Oh oh oh good for your body it's good Rock And Roll Queen Mott The Hoople Listen woman you needn't look so stupid when I call your name out loud Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet smelling girl with intelligence and you know how I wouldn't want anyone else to know About the One Of The Boys Mott The Hoople Know that I grow my hair just to scare the teacher My goodness gracious me ain't little johnny a creature And I lost count of the times when I never bathed I'm one of the boys One of the boys Born Late '58 Mott The Hoople Baby took me out last nigh Got a little cadillac bite. Shook me about - inside out Didn't get home 'till light. Sweet Jane Mott The Hoople Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and jane is in her vest And me I'm in a rock and roll band Riding in a stutz bearcat jim Those were different times And the Roll Away The Stone/Sweet Jane Mott The Hoople Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest And me I'm in a rock and roll band Riding in a Stutz Bearcat Jim Those were different times And the poets studied The Golden Age Of Rock N' Roll Mott The Hoople Ladies and gentlemen, The golden age of rock and roll... Everybody hazy, shell-shocked and crazy. Screaming for the face at the window. Sweet Angeline Mott The Hoople Oh angeline, i love you, your mouth is like a sting And when i close my eyes each night, i often hear you sing Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing And when i vowed to comfort you, well All the Young Dudes (Single Version) Mott The Hoople off the stars from his face, And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks funky little boat race. All The Young Dudes (Mott The Hoople Cover) Gene Loves Jezebel Billy rapped all night \'bout his suicide How he kick it in the head when he was 25 Don\'t wanna stay alive When you\'re 25 Wendy\'s stealing clothes from unlocked cars Freddy\'s got spots from Ballad Of The Mott Hoople Mott The Hoople I changed my name in search of fame To find the midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then What I want now twice as much We crossed the mighty ocean And we had a few divides But we never crossed Ballad Of Mott The Hoople Mott The Hoople I changed my name in search of fame To find the midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then What I want now twice as much We crossed the mighty ocean And we had a few divides But we never crossed American Pie Mott The Hoople Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Wrong Side Of The River Mott The Hoople I was born on the wrong side of the river Where the sun never shone on my brass Though the seasons were rapidly changing Oh the best things were coming too fast I was waving the flag of indifference Never Waterlow Mott The Hoople I followed the night till the morning sunlight And I thought of the changing times And I followed the child with the evergreen smile And the blue broken tears start to cry Blue broken tears hide away All The Way From Memphis Mott The Hoople (Ian Hunter) Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realised Well I rang the information - my axe was cold They said she rides the train to Oreoles Now its a mighty long All The Way To Memphis Mott The Hoople Forgot my six-string razor, hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realized Well, I rang the information, my axe was cold They said, she rides the train to Oreoles Now it's a mighty long way down the Road To Birmingham Mott The Hoople His feet lay heavy on the road that led to Birmingham Unseeing eyes, defeated cries, the mysteries of men.