His m-bike's clean He polish that thing He looks her over More than me But I won't let it Get to me Yeah he can play with His machine
Night or day Wind or shine Looks at her shape Not at mine But I'm not complaining No I think it's neat Yeah he can play with His machine
But all he's speaking And all he sees Is just his motor Bike not me I won't let it Get to me Can't stop thinking His god damn machine
Motor Motor Motor Motor
Take that lady Coast to west Ride his motor Over the edge Yeah I could break her Break her, break me But get rid of that God damn machine
Yeah I could break her (motor) Break her break me (motor) But get rid of that (motor) God damn machine (motor) Yes I'm gonna break her (motor) Think what you like (motor) I fucking hate (motor) His motorbike (motor)