His m-bike's clean
He polish that thing
He looks her over

More than me
But I won't let it
Get to me

Yeah he can play with
His machine


Night or day
Wind or shine
Looks at her shape

Not at mine
But I'm not complaining
No I think it's neat

Yeah he can play with
His machine


But all he's speaking
And all he sees
Is just his motor

Bike not me
I won't let it
Get to me

Can't stop thinking
His god damn machine


Motor
Motor
Motor

Motor

Take that lady

Coast to west
Ride his motor
Over the edge

Yeah I could break her
Break her, break me
But get rid of that

God damn machine

Yeah I could break her (motor)

Break her break me (motor)
But get rid of that (motor)
God damn machine (motor)

Yes I'm gonna break her (motor)
Think what you like (motor)
I $#&@ing hate (motor)

His motorbike (motor)