I think I'd love to own a motor bike
Two wheels and leather gloves
Sounds like something I might like.
But it might get hard to explain that sort of thing
A reader's poll suggested the top five reasons for everything.
We're right
Signals from inside
I found a message and it was pocket-sized.
Born 1983, but you'll always be a hundred to me.
I think I'd love to give you a ride someday
I'm bummed about sweetheart
Does it sound like something I would say?
'cause it might get hard to explain myself to you
A readers' poll with a top five list
You around my hips would do.
Signals from inside
I found my message and it was pocket-sized.
Born 1983, but you'll always be a hundred to me.
I think I've learned that I should count by twos
Odd numbers like fifteen
Don't sound like something I would use.
'cause from now on we will always be a pair
And I won't try to pluralize
As long as you're still there.
Cause I think I'd love to ride my motor bike again
Let's take it for a spin.
