Song Description

Funny Funny motorcycle song.

Lyrics

YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE ME SELL MY BIKE

WOULD YOU PICK ME UP ON YOUR WAY BACK THROUGH HOUSTON
I'LL SIT IN THE BACK SEAT IF YOU LIKE
I KNOW THAT I'M UNPLEASANT AND ANNOYING
BUT YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE ME SELL MY BIKE

I RODE THAT CYCLE ALL THE WAY FROM JACKSON
I SWORE THAT IT WOULD BE MY RIDE FOR LIFE
BUT YOU NEEDED MONEY FOR YOUR BREAST ENHANCEMENT
SO YOU SAID, "HONEY, YOU DON'T NEED THAT MOTORBIKE"

I KNOW YOU'LL SAY TO ME
THAT I COULD HAVE DISAGREED
BUT I WASN'T THINKING CLEARLY AT THE TIME
AND NOW YOU'RE LEAVING ME
WITH YOUR BRAND NEW DOUBLE D'S
AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE ME SELL MY BIKE

I REALLY MISS THE FREEDOM OF THE HIGHWAY
RIDING THROUGH THE DESERT LATE AT NIGHT
I'D CRUISE ALONG AT 90 MILES AN HOUR
OF COURSE, THAT WAS BACK BEFORE YOU MADE ME SELL MY BIKE

I KNOW THAT TIMES ARE TOUGH
AND I KNOW YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH
AND YOU CAN LEAVE ME STRANDED IF YOU LIKE
BUT I'M REALLY FEELING FRIED
AND I REALLY NEED A RIDE
AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE ME SELL MY BIKE
(REMEMBER?)
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE ME SELL MY BIKE
(I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SEE 'EM)
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO MADE ME SELL MY BIKE