Lyrics Motorbike - Les Jeux Sont Funk
Way
back
in
the
youthful
days
I
wanted
to
learn
how
to
ride
a
motorbike
I
called
a
friend
whose
father
had
a
motorbike
He
brought
the
bike
to
my
house
He
taught
me
how
to
ride
within
two
minutes
I
thought
everything
was
OK
We
planned
a
journey
Our
destination
was
to
a
girl's
house
On
the
highway
we
were
taking
to
each
other
I
made
the
moves,
things
were
OK,
I
thought
that
was
it
I'd
forgotten
myself,
as
the
driver
of
the
bike
I
turned
to
talk
to
him,
and
all
of
a
sudden
We
were
in
the
forest
And
I
was
cool
No
stress,
no
panic,
no
breaking
Ride
on
the
speed
of
things
We
had
no
panic,
no
stress
We
sat
on
cool
Until
the
bike
came
to
a
lower
speed
And
the
journey
continues
We
came
back
to
the
highway
We
went
to
the
girl's
place
I
was
so
bold
enough
to
go
to
the
house
I
said
to
my
friend,
go
and
call
the
lady
out
He
did
that,
then
she
came
out,
we
had
a
nice
talk
I
had
to
go
back
to
my
village
And
I
was
cool
No
stress,
no
panic,
no
breaking
Ride
on
the
speed
of
things
We
had
no
panic,
no
stress,
no
fear
We
stayed
cool
on
the
bike
Until
we
came
to
a
lower
speed
Driving
on
the
highway
back
was
stressful
Because
none
of
the
cars
on
the
highway
Was
ready
too
allow
us
to
drive
I
had
to
do
it
on
a
higher
speed
By
doing
that
my
brand
new
shoes
were
spoiled
Drive
wise
keep
your
hands
on
the
bar
The
traffic
is
fine
but
the
weather
is
changing
Drive
fast
until
you
got
gas
The
highway
is
hot
and
the
engine
is
burning
Don't
lag,
stack
up
the
miles
Hang
tight
to
your
seat,
hold
on
to
the
motion
Drive
fast
until
you
got
gas
Forget
all
your
thoughts
keep
chasing
the
horizon
Drive
past
the
jam
and
the
crowd
Drive
past
the
edges
of
town
Drive
past
fences
and
walls
Drive
past
houses
and
malls
Chances
you'll
find
it
Unless
you
stop
cruising
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