Kirsty Maccoll - Ride - Sözleri

I brush my teeth, I dry my hair

I put on skimpy underwear

And I ride

To hell and back

Yeah I ride

Carving up the nation

Or the nearest service station

I ride



My leathers rip my tits

... (drowned out by loud laughter) ...

And I ride

To hell and back

And I ride



... means a lot to me

And I ride



... (track degenerates wildly!) ...



What's the problem? 

What? it's only tits.

Jen!

Don't follow me

Jen!

Don't be afraid of my bosom








		
			



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