Growing Man Blues — текст песни (mott the hoople)

(ian hunter)



(all right, come on now)



Well its sunday afternoon

Im sitting in my living room

And Im stung by love

Baby dont care about me



She got a place on the north end road

I been around, the curtains were closed

And Im stung by love, stung by love

Baby dont care about me



I got the growing man blues

Cant get it on the national health

I got the growing man blues

Guess Ill have to get it myself



(come on, all right)



Well I follow her around

She means (? )

And Im stung by love,

Baby dont care about me

Im shy(? )

Its about eleven when she turns off the light

And Im stung by love, stung by love

Baby dont care about me



I got the growing man blues

Cant get it on the national health

I got the growing man blues

Guess Ill have to get it myself



Hes got the growing man blues

Cant get it on the national health

I got the growing man blues

Guess Ill have to get it myself