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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Mott the Hoople
Interprète
Ian Hunter
Chant
Mick Ralphs
Guitare
Overend Watts
Basse
Dale Griffin
Batterie
Morgan Fisher
Piano
Graham Presket
Violon
Andy Mackay
Saxophone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ian Hunter
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mott the Hoople
Production
Paroles
I scream at you for sharing
And I curse you just for caring
I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty
And I tell you not to see me
And I tell you not to feel me
And I make your life a drag, it's such a pity
And I watch your warm glow palin'
And I watch your sparkle fadin'
As you realise you're failin', 'cause you're so good
No, I don't mean to upset you
But there's so much crime to get through
If only I could make it easier then I would
Oh, I wish I was your mother
I wish I'd been your father
And then I would have seen you
Would have been you as a child
Played houses with your sisters
And wrestled with all your brothers
And then who knows
I might have felt a family for a while
It's no use me pretendin'
You give and I do the spendin'
Is there a happy ending? I don't think so
'Cause even if we make it
I'll be too far out to take it
You'll have to try and shake it from my head
Oh, I wish I was your mother
I wish I'd been your father
And then I would have seen you
Would have been you as a child
Played houses with your sisters
And wrestled with all your brothers
And then who knows
I might have felt a family for a while
Writer(s): Ian Hunter
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