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Lyrics

MOTORCYCLE RIDIN'
words & music by Grayson Hugh

Hey now little baby
be nice to me & don’t be mean
wear your hair down low
I love to see that long blonde sheen
on your shoulders like a cape
as we head down U.S. 17

Leave your school books behind you
back there in the U.S.C.
I want you to forget about Chaucer, Shakespeare and Ferlinghetti
we’re goin motorcyle ridin’ baby
that’s some pure poetry

We're goin' motorcycle ridin'
motorcycle ridin' with me
motorcycle ridin'
that's where we want to be
goin' motorcycle ridin'
baby, that's some pure poetry

Well, let's head out of the Piedmont
if we don't we're gonna roast
let’s go to Pawley’s Island
out by those dunes you love the most better bring your leather jacket
the southern wind is blowin’ out by the coast

I said time is wastin’
let’s not let a second slide
I said time is wastin’
let’s not let a moment slide
hang onto your hat
babe I’m gonna take you for a ride

We're goin' motorcycle ridin'
motorcycle ridin' with me
we're goin' motorcycle ridin'
that's where we want to be
goin' motorcycle ridin'
baby, that's some pure poetry

Well the first time I saw you
thought I would lose my mind
yeah, the first time I saw you
I knew there'd be a second time
hang on tight, baby
the road does curve and wind

We're goin' motorcycle ridin'
motorcycle ridin' with me
motorcycle ridin'
that's where we want to be
goin' motorcycle ridin'
baby, that's some pure poetry

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