Motorcycle Mama

Tell your daddy and your mama too You got something better to do Don't stick around the house the rest of your life You're eighteen - you can do what you like You'll be the queen of my highway My motorcycle mama We'll see the world from my Harley We'll get matching jackets and helmets too We'll get respect from the towns we ride through We'll sleep at the roadside in the soft green grass And if the squares walk by we'll let them pass You'll be the queen of my highway My motorcycle mama We'll see the world from my Harley And maybe in a year or two We'll have a little one - she'll look just like you We'll add on a sidecar, electric guitar We'll be a trio - the baby makes three, oh! Tell your daddy and your mama too You've got something better to do Don't stick around the house the rest of your life You're eighteen - you can be my wife You'll be the queen of my highway My motorcycle mama We'll see the world from my Harley If the chain don't break!