trudi's song

mott the hoople

wooohooo. she doesn't have to say - she only has to look

i think she sees through me - reads me like a book

and i'm in love with her

and she's in love with me

and the love goes sailin' on - across the stormy seas. mmmmm

i got my babe

mmmmm

i got my babe

she's a right-on child

she goes smilin'

woohooo.woohooo

sometimes i go over the line

she has to bring me down

and the pride pulls heavy

makes some evil sounds. but i'm in love with her

and she's in love with me

and the sea runs calmer now

i kiss the love that sleeps. mmmm

i got my babe

mmmm i got my babe

she's a right-on child

she goes smilin'

o-o-oh.o-o-oh

mmmm

i got my babe

mmmm i got my babe

mmmm

i got my babe

mmmm i got my babe

mmmm

i got my babe

mmmm i got my babe

mmmm

i got my babe

mmmm i got my babe

o-o-oh.o-o-oh