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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mott the Hoople
Mott the Hoople
Performer
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Vocals
Mick Ralphs
Mick Ralphs
Guitar
Overend Watts
Overend Watts
Bass Guitar
Dale Griffin
Dale Griffin
Drums
Morgan Fisher
Morgan Fisher
Piano
Graham Presket
Graham Presket
Violin
Andy Mackay
Andy Mackay
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Composer
Mick Ralphs
Mick Ralphs
Composer
Overend Watts
Overend Watts
Composer
P. Watts
P. Watts
Composer
Buffin
Buffin
Composer
Dale Griffin
Dale Griffin
Composer
Amanda McBroom
Amanda McBroom
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mott the Hoople
Mott the Hoople
Producer
Guy Stevens
Guy Stevens
Producer
Don DeVito
Don DeVito
Producer
Vic Anesini
Vic Anesini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It ain't so long ago since we were just two kids Remember well memories we all hid But you're much older now, although you still are young I know you well, I'm like you Hey Rose, you're finer than you know Why hang around with clothes of another name Hair so dyed she lost too much inside Ain't nothing left to hide in the game Hey Rose, how do you laugh in your own show Try to fight the fears that rise within Rock 'n' roll slag, oh my, you're such a drag Trying to find the corner to inject Hey Rose, so silently she goes Careful not to make up, see your maker Hey Rose, how do you laugh when she's on show Try to fight the fears that rise within Hey, rock 'n' roll slag, oh oh, you're such a drag Trying to find the corner to inject Hey Rose, you're finer than you know And I hate to see you cold on a summer day
Writer(s): Michael Geoffrey Ralphs, Ian Hunter, Terence Dale Griffin, Peter Overend Watts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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