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
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