CAPO on III.
Tell your daddy and your mama too,
You got something better to do.
Don't stick around the house the rest of your life,
Your're eighteen, you can do what you like.
You'll be the queen of my highway,
My motorcycle mama.
We'll see the world from my Harley.
We'll get matching jackets and helmets too,
We'll get respect from the town's we ride through.
We'll sleep at the roadside in the soft green grass,
And if the squares walk by we'll let them pass.
And maby in a year or two,
We'll have a little one, she'll look just like you.
We'll add on a sidecar, electric guitar,
We'll be a trio, the baby makes three-oh!