Checking the oil
And busting my knuckles
Putting in new spark plugs
To feed the mighty fire
28 years ago
She was brand spanking new
Dazzling my eye
As I wandered the showroom
Now here it is
In all it's glory
Still working
Still sexy
Still the apple of my eye
Despite all attempts
By the mighty Motor Company
I can't shake the feeling
That this is how a motorcycle should look
I swing a leg over
And thumb the starter
And thumb the starter
I'm 18 again
All I can see before me
Is the '80's gauges and handlebar
The sound is a V-4 roar
I squint my eyes
Light up the tire and wheelie out of the lot
And keep on going
Chasing the sun
Reality sucks
I think I'll live in this fantasy world
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