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So get on your bad motor scooter and ride
Up over to my place and stay all night
First thing in the morning we'll be feeling all right
So get on your bad motor scooter and ride.

 

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Tell your daddy and your mama too
You got something better to do
Than stick around the house the rest of your life
You're eighteen you can do what you like

You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama
And we'll see the world from my Harley

Posted
It's not a big motorcycle,
Just a groovy little motorbike.
It's more fun than a barrel of monkeys,
That two-wheeled bike.
We'll ride on out of the town
To anyplace I know you like.
 
First gear, it's all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Second gear, I'll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Faster, it's all right.

 

Posted

He rides a road, that don't have no end,
An open highway, that don't have no bends,
Tramp and his stallion, alone in a dream,
Proud in his colors, as the chromium gleams,

 

On iron horse he flies, on iron horse he gladly dies
Iron horse his wife, iron horse his life

Posted
I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorcycle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorcycle
And I don't want to die
I just want to ride on my motorcy-cle
 
Posted
Here's the story of a lovely lady
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls
All of them had hair of gold, like their mother
The youngest one in curls
It's the story of a man named Brady
Who was busy with three boys of his own
They were four men living all together
Yet they were all alone
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch
That's this group must somehow form a family
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch
The Brady Bunch, the Brady Bunch
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch
 
The "Bunch" reunite tonight ! 
 
Marsha, Marsha, Marsha....
Posted

Fourth day, five day marathon,
We're moving like a parallelogram,
Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights,
I guess I'll see you all on the ice,
I should be tired,
And all I am is wired,
Ain't felt this good for an hour,
Motörhead, remember me now, Motörhead alright

Posted

Close the door, put out the light
No, they won't be home tonight
The snow falls hard and don't you know?
The winds of Thor are blowing cold

They're wearing steel that's bright and true
They carry news that must get through
They choose the path where no-one goes
They hold no quarter

Posted

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
'cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands

Posted

From the back streets there's a rumbling
Smell of anarchy
No more nice time, bright boy shoe shines
Pie in the sky dreams

 

Lights out, lights out in London
Hold 'em tight till the end
Better now you know we'll never
Wait till tomorrow
 

Posted (edited)

We weren't in love, oh no far from it
We weren't searching for some pie-in-the-sky summit.
We were just young and restless and bored.
Living by the sword

 

And we'd steal away every chance we could
To the backroom, to the alley, or the trusty woods
I used her, she used me, but neither one cared
We were gettin our share.


Workin on the night moves
Tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin on the night moves

Edited by The Real Buffalo Joe
Posted

Every time I call my baby, try to get a date
My boss says, "no dice son, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Posted
Say hey, good lookin' whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' something up with me?
Hey, sweet baby don't you think maybe
We can find us a brand new recipe?
 
I got a hot rod ford and a two dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancin's free
So if you want to have fun come along with me
Posted
They got a little place a-down the track
The name of the place is I like it like that
You take Sally and I'll take Sue
And we're gonna rock away all of our blues
 
Come on (come on let me show you where it's at)
Oh, come on (come on let me show you where it's at)
Ah, come on (come on let me show you where it's at)
The name of the place is I like it like that 
Posted

I danced with Linda
I danced with Jean
I danced with Cindy
Then I suddenly see

Mary Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands

Posted

Deborah was a Catholic girl,
she held out to the bitter end.
Carla was a different type,
she's the one who put it in.
Mary was a black girl,
and I was afraid of a girl like that.
Susan painted pictures sitting down
like the Buddha sat.
 

Posted
I like Angela, Pamela, Sandra and Rita
And as I continue you know they getting sweeter
So what can I do? I really beg you, my Lord
To me is flirting it's just like sport, anything fly
It's all good, let me dump it, please set in the trumpet
 
A little bit of Monica in my life
A little bit of Erica by my side
A little bit of Rita is all I need
A little bit of Tina is what I see
A little bit of Sandra in the sun
A little bit of Mary all night long
A little bit of Jessica, here I am
A little bit of you makes me your man
 
Mambo Number Five

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