I see you sittin' in my driveway
shinin' in the sun
I polished up you chrome
And your valves have just been done
Yeah, i get that funny feeling that
I'd like to take a ride on you
People, lord,
that's when I get my motorcycle blues

Your spark plugs are new mama,
Lord, and your wiring too
But your points are corroded
And your alternator won't be true
Girl, you make me so damn mad
I don't know what to do
Yeah you give me motorcycle blues

If I want to take a ride
with my lady by my side
Watch the greenery, scenery flashin' by
Just when I begin to grove I gotta stop
people, at my local motorcycle shop

Yeah you ride a Triumph or a Honda
A great big greasy Harley too,
Or a Cushman motor scooter built in 1952
No matter what you're ridin' son
It's bound to make a fool outta' you

And give you the motorcycle blues, oh yeah

Motorcycle Blues
c 1974, Jesse Colin Young