One Inch Rock Lyrics – Marc Bolan

Met a woman she’s spouting prose
She’s got luggage eyes and a roman nose
Her body is slung from side to side
Need a lift she said much obliged

I’m riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack
We go inside the place it’s a mess
She said my name’s the liquid poetess

She unties her mouth
And her buckskin dress
She drinks from a bottle
Labelled tenderness

I’m in one hand in the other’s a can
She puts me in the can
And smiles through the wall
I got the horror’s ’cause I’m one inch tall

Next thing I know’s a girl by my side
Dressed in a bayleaf she’s trying to hide
I asked her name she said Germaine
Do the rock do the one inch rock.
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Marc Bolan Lyrics – One Inch Rock

Marc Bolan

One Inch Rock