Motorcycle

I love my motorcycle It gets me around this funny town Pass the chaos by in this great big world Where No one knows what they’re talking about I love my water colors Make a pretty little puddle when my rain falls Yeah they spill on me in my big white tee Til my eyes start closing at five Five in the morning We could get a house, we could get a dog When were waking up in the early morning I could kiss your forehead Send you down the doorstep Say goodbye and get right on my motorcycle Ten oclock at 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 something bout percussion when you’re gone too long Smoking on the roof, no swimming suit Till the sun goes down at five Five in the afternoon When we clean the car, when we clean the shed When were 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