Twisted Wheel — текст песни (Rea Chris)

I can see you now
Standing on a street corner
Pastel shades, and a candy stripe parallel
Good time love, oh that I`d been much older
Go messing with the boys from the incrowd
But all I could do was wish them farewell

What`s that strange new music?
What`s that funny rhythm?
They call it Blue Beat
But you can call it
Young love
You can call it Tamla Dream
Down at your local Motown machine
I need to be loved down
At your Twisted Wheel

And I can see that little stage
All the hands up in the air
Bombers and blues gonna see us through
Got my new lime suit mohair
With a single vent sixteen inch
Got my two-stroke wheels outside
We only need the High Numbers low
And anything on Stateside
Down at your Twisted Wheel