Mystic Lady - Marc Bolan

Baby Mystic Lady

You do own my night

Put my dogs to fright

Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea

Sliding riding Sorceress

In your dungarees

Got me on my knees

The people in your life are cruel

Keep on riding that hard road

The lovers in you life are few

Keep on riding that hard road

Baby, baby, baby

Baby, baby, baby

Pleasant crescent moon

Fills my heart with pain

Fills my toes with rain, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh Bobby you’re a hobby

With the learned ones

Like a setting sun

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, the people in your life are cruel

Keep on riding that hard road

The lovers in you life are few

Keep on riding that hard road

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada

Baby, baby, babe-bu-badadadada