I was on my way to school when a fellow I did meet
He took me by the hand and he told me I was sweet
And I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom

As he walked home alone he asked me for my phone
He told me his name and I told him the same
And I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle

I'm not drivin' by the place
He knew this one was on the make
He has the heart just a pumpin'
'Cause he was really sayin' somethin'
He had my heart just on the shelf
He is really somethin' else

As I went home, sat down to wait
He called me at eight not one minute late
And I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom

As I went home sat down to wait
He called me at eight, not one minute late
And I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom

He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom
He was a bad, bad motorcycle.
