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 fucking hate (motor)

His motorbike (motor)