M - Bike Lyrics - Polly Jean Harvey

His m-bike's clean 

You polish that thing 

He looks her over more than me 

But I won't let it get to me 

Yeah he can play with 

His machine 

Night or day 

Wind or shine 

Looks at her shape 

Not at mine 

But I'm not complaining 

No I think it's neat 

Yeah he can play with 

His machine 

But all he's speaking 

And all he sees 

Is just his motor-bike not me 

I won't let it get to me 

Can't stop thinking his God damn machine 

Motor x4 

Take that lady 

Coast her west 

Ride his motor 

Over the edge 

Yeah I could break her 

Break her break me 

But get rid of that 

God damn machine 

Yeah I could break her {motor} 

Break her break me {motor} 

But get rid of that {motor} 

God damn machine {motor} 

Yes I'm gonna break her {motor} 

Think what you like {motor} 

I fucking hate {motor} 

His motorbike {motor)