[Mad Donna]

Donna la foule par T. Rex

[Truck on (Tyke)]

Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke
Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke

Oh Tyke, baby
You a slender living lady
You're dynamite, yeah
You a Jeep mouth bouncer
You a right on dancer
Got gangster's legs, yeah
Like a song
I truck on

Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke
Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke

[The Groover]

T. R. E. X

Nanana nananana
Some call me Arnie
Some name me Slim
It don't make no difference
'Cos I move right in
I'm the groover
'Cos I move right in, yeah
They call me the groover
When I'm on the floor
The kids yell for more, more, more

I said sing it to me children
Yeah
I'm the groover honey
Yeah
I'm the groover honey
Yeah
I'm the groover honey, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nanana nananana

[Get It On]

Well you're dirty and sweet
Clad in black don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
Well you're slim and you're weak
You've got the teeth of the hydra upon you
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl

Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
[Telegram Sam]
Telegram Sam
Telegram Sam
You are my main man

Golden nose Slim
Golden nose Slim
I knows where you've been

Purple pie Pete
Purple pie Pete
Your lips are like lightning
Girls melt in the heat

Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man

[Shock Rock]

Oh baby, pretty baby, oh baby you're my girl
Oh baby, pretty baby, oh baby you're my, your my girl
If you know how to rock, you don't have to shock
If you know how to rock, you don't have to shock

If you know how to rock
You don't have to shock

[Metal Guru]

Metal Guru is it you
Metal Guru is it you
Sitting there in your armour plated chair

Oh yeah, metal Guru is it you
Metal Guru is it true
All alone without a telephone

Oh yeah, metal Guru could it be
You're gonna bring my baby to me
She'll be wild you know
A rock'n'roll child

Oh yeah, metal Guru has it been
Just like a silver-studded sabre-tooth dream
I'll be clean you know
Pollution machine

Metal Guru is it you
Metal Guru is it you

[20th Century Boy]

Friends say he's fine
Friends say he's good
Everybody says he's just like Robin Hood

I move like a cat
Talk like a rat
Sting like a bee
Babe, I want to be your man

It's plain to see
You were meant for me
I'm your toy
Your 20th Century boy

[Children of the Revolution]

Well you can bump and grind
It is good for your mind
Well you can twist and shout
Let it all hang out

But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution
No way
Yeah

Wow

[Hot Love]

Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old, a ha ha
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old, a ha ha
I don't mean to be bold, but may I hold your hand?

Well she ain't not a witch
And I love the way she twitch, a ha ha
Well she ain't not a witch
And I love the way she twitch, a ha ha
I'm a labour of love in my Persian gloves, a ha ha

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