August 03, 2000

Hey Red wanna come for a ride
stilettos tap a staccato beat
ignore the boy head up with pride
I’d rather walk on my own two feet
than be seen on that pile of junk
my girlfriends would laugh
he’s such a punk
I wonder when he took a bath.

Tight sweater tight skirt
twitching my assets
I’m a tease and I’m a flirt
I’m a girl of many facets

Around the corner comes a dream
a gorgeous hunk on a Harley
Now wouldn’t we make a wonderful team
Hey he’s slowing down for a parlay
toss my hair and look real coy
pretend I’m quiet and shy
oh geez but he’s a good looking boy
I wanna ride with THIS guy

He asks the question I answer yes
after humming and hawing a bit
but now I’m in trouble I must confess
‘cause side saddle’s the way I must sit
holding on tight to my hero
he lets the throttle out with a roar
speedo’s at 60 just now it was zero
he opens it up and we’re going full bore

suddenly for some reason he halts
in a distant secluded place
from the Harley he vaults
it’s so dark I can’t see his face
but I know where his hands are
I’m scared I don’t like it one bit
Now he’s really going too far
my daddy would sure have a fit!

He doesn’t know NO
nor recognize STOP
how come he’s this low
and still over the top?

Just when I think that I’m really in deep
a headlight comes down the road
It’s the kid on the clunker I thought was a creep
he aims straight for the good looking toad
the creep’s on his cycle and off
as fast as the damned thing can travel
he rounds the corner the bike gives a cough
and he ends up sprawled in the gravel

Hey Red wanna come for a ride?
You bet I do!

Posted by Midus at August 3, 2000 07:41 AM