Andrew Ridgeley - Big Machine Lyrics
Well I see her there at the end of the day at the pumps filling up with gasShe got a '56 Bird in candy pink and a swing like she sting her assThe sun is hot against my skinI'm working on my big machineI can't stand the way she sulk prissBut I know I won't resist her kssSo come on baby let's rideForty cubic inches and leather hideSo get on honey, get a highGet on my hog and get the vibeSo she like coyly slips her Raybans offSlides on over the street, says in a voice real softSay, boy what you thinking of?You can take me for a ride but that ain't quite enoughSure she likes men who fightTattos, boys, and motorbikesCan't stand the way she sulks and prissBut I know I won't resist her kissSo come on baby let's rideForty cubic inches and leather hideSo get on honey, get a highGet on my hog and get the vibeCome on baby oh let's rideCubic inches, leather hideGet on honey get a highRide my hog and get the vibeSo come on baby let's rideForty cubic inches and leather hideSo get on honey, get a highGet on my hog and get the vibe
