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Mott The Hoople

Monte Carlo

 

Monte Carlo

(album: Drive On - 1975)


Everyone agrees, a little money helps to please
But I just took so much of it, I'm shaking at the knees
And we've gotta leave this town
We've had a heavy day, but the law want us to stay
We told them thanks a lot, but we've just got to get away
And we've gotta leave right now
There's a place I gotta be, and time won't wait for me
But I gotta make it alone
I can see the river wind, and hear the guns behind
We gotta move, we gotta run
Away from what we've done

Only yesterday I was lazing in the sun
Making out with bar-room queens and boozing like a bum
Now we've gotta leave this town
It don't seem really fair, but then thinking of my share
I guess it can't be bad, 'cos I must be a millionaire
So we've gotta leave right now
There's a place I gotta go where nobody'll know
And I've gotta make it alone
I can see the hills ahead, and the skyline turning red...

Now I'm crawling down the street with an independent air
Feeling good from being loose, so we ain't got a care
And feeling like settling down
But someone starts to stare, and he jumps up from his chair
Before he gets to make a sound, I'm sitting on my mare
And we've gotta leave right now

I don't know where to go, and I'm feeling pretty low
But I've gotta make it alone
And as I turn around, I can see a dusty cloud...

We gotta move, we gotta run
Away from what we've done
We gotta move, we gotta run
All the way to Monte Carlo

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