Lyrics:

His M-bike's clean
You 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
He looks at her shape
And 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 motorbike
Not me
Oh, I won't let it
Get to me
No, can't stop thinking
His goddamn machine

Motor
Motor
Motor
Motor

Take that lady
Coast her west
Ride his motor
Over the edge
Yeah, I could break her
Break her, break me
But get rid of that
Goddamn machine

Yeah I could break her (Motor)
Break her, break me (Motor)
But get rid of that (Motor)
Goddamn machine (Motor)
Yeah, I'm gonna break her (Motor)
Think what you like (Motor)
I fucking hate (Motor)
His motorbike (Motor)