Motorbike

On my way to meet you Dressed in a soldier's suit Bouquet of dead flowers Basket of rotten fruit Back when I was just a child A gypsy read my palm She said don't ride motorcycles Two feet on the ground Now I'm riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Can't keep moving Can't keep still Gotta catch up, take control Thought it was impossible Back when I was just a child A gypsy read my palm She said don't ride motorcycles Two feet on the ground Now I'm riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike So what's the use? Don't call a car Nobody knows where to go So let's take a ride Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike Riding on the back of your motorbike