Well, you're too gone
And you dig today
I ain't sleep in shoes, too

With the blue eyes and his soar tear
He takes me to the moon


Will you ride my motorcycle
Take a ride
Will you ride my motorcycle

Take a ride

You smile and talk

With your whiskey stained hands
He makes me wanna smooth
With a cool eyes, obscene lights

He makes me move

Will you ride my motorcycle

Take a ride
Will you ride my motorcycle
Take a ride