Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Motorcycle mama.
Got a phone call bout 10 a.m.
Gotta write this song, driving me mad.
Bout a girl named Gloria from Astoria.
Shes a great big girl,
a Weight Watcher warrior.
100 degrees, 100 miles an hour.
She loves the open road.
She loves a hot guitar.
Instrumental
Motorcycle mama...
Chomping at the bit
trying to get this song done.
Bout a biker chick, whos
always on the run.
Rock.
Rock...