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 she's in love with me
and the love goes sailin' on - across the stormy seas. mmmmm
sometimes i go over the line
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