LYRIC

What does it mean when you wont kiss me?
A little drunk girl from Tennessee
Eyes flashing, purse snatching queen.
Suppose you find what you’re looking for,
What will you do with
It?
Spend your days in a drugged out craze with the man that you chain.

Motorcycle girl I love you, you don’t even know my name.
Motorcycle girl you sing so good, well ain’t it a shame.

You waltz through the marsh with the fruit of your choice.
Can’t get enough love, they had it you got, run.
Well don’t look at me like a backwood fiend.
I’m not a customer… Start wakin’, start talkin’ girl.

Motorcycle girl I love you, you don’t even know my name.
Motorcycle girl you sing so good, well ain’t it a shame.

Well we’re sitting nice and pretty on our way to Silver city
In a memory blur, you got it, I want it… Girl.
Well in her kiss you taste the truth, I shoulda locked her up.
But I took her back to her motorbike and I gave her all my love.

Motorcycle girl I love you, you don’t even know my name.
Motorcycle girl you sing so good, well ain’t it a shame.

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