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!