Mott the Hoople
Mott the Hoople - Growing Man Blues lyrics
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(ian hunter) (all right, come on now) Well it's sunday afternoon I'm sitting in my living room And I'm stung by love Baby don't care about me She got a place on the north end road I been around, the curtains were closed And I'm stung by love, stung by love Baby don't care about me I got the growing man blues Can't get it on the national health I got the growing man blues Guess I'll have to get it myself (come on, all right) Well I follow her around She means (? ) And I'm stung by love, Baby don't care about me I'm shy(? ) It's about eleven when she turns off the light And I'm stung by love, stung by love Baby don't care about me I got the growing man blues Can't get it on the national health I got the growing man blues Guess I'll have to get it myself He's got the growing man blues Can't get it on the national health I got the growing man blues Guess I'll have to get it myself