Letras:
Mott The Hoople Ll The Young Dudes The Anthology

American 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

I love those great big blue eyes I love those laughter lines Round about where an ill wind blows That's where for me it shines And I have no inhibitions

you try and steal her away Hush, man logs in her dam Think you better fade away Detonator, jail-baiter - a radar radiator She'll annoy ya, destroy ya - she'll

All the way from memphis Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold 'n you gotta stay young man, you

and day stuck in the rain At every concert the bus leaves early We're just wasting time Wondering what we'll find when it's all over I think I'll cut

It would be a pleasure just to know just a little bit more oh oh I could grow quite fond of your acquaintance Of this I'm sure The time will open up

Well I picked her up on a Saturday night She's a Pool Hall poison but it smelt all right Oh ma, what a sight when I saw her in the light of day She was

Once upon a time You looked so fine You gave every bum a dime In your prime - well didn't you People call They said you were a doll(?) You were bound

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