T. Rex — Megarex

[Mad Donna] Donna la foule par T. Rex [Truck on (Tyke)] Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke Oh Tyke, baby You a slender living lady You're dynamite, yeah You a Jeep mouth bouncer You a right on dancer Got gangster's legs, yeah Like a song I truck on Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke Truck on, truck on, truck on, truck on, Tyke [The Groover] T. R. E. X Nanana nananana Some call me Arnie Some name me Slim It don't make no difference 'Cos I move right in I'm the groover 'Cos I move right in, yeah They call me the groover When I'm on the floor The kids yell for more, more, more I said sing it to me children Yeah I'm the groover honey Yeah I'm the groover honey Yeah I'm the groover honey, yeah, yeah, yeah Nanana nananana [Get It On] Well you're dirty and sweet Clad in black don't look back and I love you You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah Well you're slim and you're weak You've got the teeth of the hydra upon you You're dirty sweet and you're my girl Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on [Telegram Sam] Telegram Sam Telegram Sam You are my main man Golden nose Slim Golden nose Slim I knows where you've been Purple pie Pete Purple pie Pete Your lips are like lightning Girls melt in the heat Telegram Sam You're my main man Telegram Sam You're my main man Telegram Sam You're my main man Telegram Sam You're my main man [Shock Rock] Oh baby, pretty baby, oh baby you're my girl Oh baby, pretty baby, oh baby you're my, your my girl If you know how to rock, you don't have to shock If you know how to rock, you don't have to shock If you know how to rock You don't have to shock [Metal Guru] Metal Guru is it you Metal Guru is it you Sitting there in your armour plated chair Oh yeah, metal Guru is it you Metal Guru is it true All alone without a telephone Oh yeah, metal Guru could it be You're gonna bring my baby to me She'll be wild you know A rock'n'roll child Oh yeah, metal Guru has it been Just like a silver-studded sabre-tooth dream I'll be clean you know Pollution machine Metal Guru is it you Metal Guru is it you [20th Century Boy] Friends say he's fine Friends say he's good Everybody says he's just like Robin Hood I move like a cat Talk like a rat Sting like a bee Babe, I want to be your man It's plain to see You were meant for me I'm your toy Your 20th Century boy [Children of the Revolution] Well you can bump and grind It is good for your mind Well you can twist and shout Let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the revolution No, you won't fool the children of the revolution No, you won't fool the children of the revolution No, you won't fool the children of the revolution No way Yeah Wow [Hot Love] Well she's my woman of gold And she's not very old, a ha ha Well she's my woman of gold And she's not very old, a ha ha I don't mean to be bold, but may I hold your hand? Well she ain't not a witch And I love the way she twitch, a ha ha Well she ain't not a witch And I love the way she twitch, a ha ha I'm a labour of love in my Persian gloves, a ha ha La la la la la la la La la la la la la la