I can see you now Standing on a street corner Pastel shades, and a candy stripe parallel Good time love, oh that I`d been much older Go messing with the boys from the incrowd But all I could do was wish them farewell
What`s that strange new music? What`s that funny rhythm? They call it Blue Beat But you can call it Young love You can call it Tamla Dream Down at your local Motown machine I need to be loved down At your Twisted Wheel
And I can see that little stage All the hands up in the air Bombers and blues gonna see us through Got my new lime suit mohair With a single vent sixteen inch Got my two-stroke wheels outside We only need the High Numbers low And anything on Stateside Down at your Twisted Wheel
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