Superbike

I’m not that kind of fool

Who needs to read the room

(Somebody tell me)

If I’ve fallen from your lips

Straight to your fingertips

(Somebody tell me)

Now you’re waiting in the light

Patiently to my surprise

(Somebody tell me)

I pick up the super-bike

Going 80 in the night

(Somebody tell me)

Said you wanted something else

Something new for show and tell

Gonna breathe until you’re gone

Gonna breathe until you’re