honaloochie boogie
mott the hoople
i was a city child with a dead-end smile
and a worm's-eye point of view
i was a back-street stray
now i got this friend and he's a screwdriver-jiver
some kinda automobeat on the street
and he has converted me to rock'n'roll
don't worry 'bout the shirt shine
you sure started somethin'
now my hair gets longer as the beat gets stronger
wanna tell chuck berry my news
i get my kicks outta guitar licks
and i've sold my steel-toed shoes
now i got this friend and he's a spider west-sider
he's hung up on a protection rejection thing
but i have made him see the light
don't worry 'bout the shirt shine
you sure started somethin'
don't worry 'bout the shirt shine
you sure started somethin'