Motorcycle

I love my motorcycle It gets me around this funny town Pass the chaos by, in this great big world And no one knows what they're talkin' about I love my water colors That make a pretty little puddle when my rain falls Yeah, they spill on me in my big white tee 'Til my eyes start closin' at five Five in the morning We could get a house, we could get a dog When we're waking up in the early morning I could kiss your forehead, send you down the doorstep Say goodbye and get right on the motorcycle Ten o' clock on the spot on Berkeley Road People walk on by, they don't know we're fly Secret lives of the wives of Harley Davidson I love mariachi There's just somethin' 'bout percussion when you're gone too long Smokin' on the roof, no swimmin' suit 'Til the sun goes down at five Five in the afternoon When we clean the car, when we clean the shed When we're waking up in the early morning I could kiss your forehead, send you down the doorstep Wave goodbye and get right on my motorcycle Right on my motorcycle Get right on my motorcycle Get right on my motorcycle Get right, get right, beep