Tom: D
A7
[Verse 1]
A7
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
D A7
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
E D A7 E
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
[Verse 2]
A7
I'm selling all my midnight, still broke and living on the ground
D A7
I'm selling all my midnight, still broke and living on the ground
E D A7 E
My gone little mama, cut out without a sound
[Verse 3]
A7
With my greased-up levis, baseball boots above my head
D A7
With my greased-up levis, baseball boots above my head
E D A7 E
If it wasn't such a tragedy, I might wish I was dead
[Verse 4]
A7
She took my ice-cream mustang and my purple coloured dodeville
D A7
She took my ice-cream mustang and my purple coloured dodeville
E D A7 E
She even took my panpipes, and my elixir of life pill
[Verse 5]
A7
Well now< hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
D A7
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
E D A7 E
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace
[Outro]
A7 D
Hot-rod-ma-ma-mo-ving-like-a-mo-tor-cycle
