Motorcycle baby riding me through Sturgis,
caressing me with curses from a dirty mouth

Well I rode up from Spearfish with a bucket
of molasses and replaced my reading glasses
with a squinty eye

‘Cause you woke me up from stirring around
up and left me after all you found
I never noticed when you weren’t around
now I’m spinning circles all around
round this town
round this town
round this town

My temperature is burning the center of the
stage and my misdirected rage is sounding
beautiful

Starts and stops and lollipops are keeping
me sweet and sane, still I wanted to
complain about everything

‘Cause you woke me up from stirring around
up and left me after all you found
I never noticed when you weren’t around
now I’m spinning circles all around
round this town
round this town
round this town

This town has no history
this town has no use for me
there’s no hope for me just throttle crackin’
blowin’ me back, exhausting me
This town has no love for me
I’m going home

Sitting at the stoplight my thoughts jumpstart
to last night, a rumble in the dream pipe and
sleeping sound

Well sunlight’s breaking free tonight from her
blue prison sky, see she walked out of my life
after walking in on me

‘Cause you woke me up from stirring around
up and left me after all you found
I never noticed when you weren’t around
now I’m spinning circles all around
round this town
round this town
round this town

Motorcycle baby, riding home from Sturgis
caressing me with curses from a dirty mouth

© 2004 Imaginary Troubadour Music