Drivin Sister

Mott The Hoople

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    Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay'
    Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way
    Her mother got bust on a 88
    And her brother got stuck on my number plate

    Hey mister bartender won't you gimme 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 wheel
    Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
    She don't make with no brakes

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    Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
    She's an automobeat on the street
    Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
    She's much too much on the clutch

    Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
    She got her feet on the wheel
    Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
    She don't make with no brakes

    I said drive, drive, drive, drive
    And drive little sister drive
    I said drive, drive, drive, drive
    And drive little sister, drive on.

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    Composition: Diane Patterson

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