Words & Music by Marc Bolan
Recorded by T.Rex, 1977
You can call somebody "Captain".
Under pressure you can flip.
You can be a rock commando,
But you can't pilot the ship.
Groove a little baby.
Groove a little now.
Groove a little baby.
You might know what you want,
But I'll show you how.
You can trip the light fantastic.
Become a space grotesque, yeah.
You can fossilize your thought dream,
Behind a rusty desk.
Groove a little baby.
Groove a little now.
Groove a little baby.
You might know what you want,
But I'll show you how.
Oww.
You might know what you want,
But I'll show you how.
You can read the words of Shakespeare,
In the Academy of Life.
You can punk the skunks of freedom,
With your Ju-Ju Truscan knife.
Groove a little baby.
Groove a little now.
Groove a little baby.
You might know what you want,
But I'll show you how.
Groove a little baby.
Groove a little now.
Groove a little baby.
You might know what you want,
But I'll show you how.
Writer(s): Marc Bolan
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