Mott The Hoople - Growin' Man Blues Lyrics






(All right, come on now)

Well it's sunday afternoon
I'm sitting in my living room
And I'm stung by love
Baby don't care about me

She got a place on the north end road
I been around, the curtains were closed
And I'm stung by love, stung by love
Baby don't care about me

I got the growing man blues
Can't get it on the national health
I got the growing man blues
Guess I'll have to get it myself

(Come on, all right)

Well I follow her around
She means [?]
And I'm stung by love,
Baby don't care about me
I'm shy [?]
It's about eleven when she turns off the light
And I'm stung by love, stung by love
Baby don't care about me

I got the growing man blues
Can't get it on the national health
I got the growing man blues
Guess I'll have to get it myself

He's got the growing man blues
Can't get it on the national health
I got the growing man blues
Guess I'll have to get it myself





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