M-BIKE by P.J. HARVEY 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, rain or shine Looks at her shape, not at mine I'm not complaining I think it's neat Yeah, he can play with his machine But all he's speaking and all he sees Is just his motor bike, not me No, I won't let it get to me Can't stop thinking of his goddamn machine Motor Motor Motor Take that lady coasting 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 Break her, break me Get rid of that goddamn machine Yes, I'm gonna break her Think what you live I fucking hate his motor bike [ www.dailyrics.com ] M-BIKE by P.J.HARVEY