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 Yeh He Can Play With His Machine Night And Day Wind Or Shine Looks At Her Shape Nn ~ ~ Nn ~ Not At Mine But I'm Not Complaining No I Think It's Neat Yeh He Can Play With His Machine
But All He's Speaking And All He Sees Is Just His Motor ~nn~ ~ Bike Not Me No I Won't Let It Get To Me Can't Stop Thinking Of His Goddamn Machine
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I Could Take Lady Coast Her West Ride His Motor Over The Edge Yeh I Could Break Her Yeh I Could Break Her Break Her, Break Me You Can Think What You Like But Get Rid Of That But I Fucking Hate Goddam Machine His Motot-bike
Writer(s): Polly Jean Harvey
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