Motorcycle

I love my motorcycle
It gets me around this funny town
Pass the chaos by
In this great big world
And no one knows what they're talking about

I love my water colors
That 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 we're 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 o'clock 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
'Til the sun goes down at five

Five in the afternoon
When we clean the car
When we clean the shed
When we're waking up in the early morning
I could kiss your forehead
Send you down this 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
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Credits
Writer(s): Nick Movshon, Homer Steinweiss, Leon Michels, Paul Raini Castelluzzo, Remi Wolf, Kenneth Charles Blume Iii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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