I think I'd love to own a motor bike Two wheels and leather gloves Sounds like something I might like. But it might get hard to explain that sort of thing A reader's poll suggested the top five reasons for everything. We're right Signals from inside I found a message and it was pocket-sized. Born 1983, but you'll always be a hundred to me. I think I'd love to give you a ride someday I'm bummed about sweetheart Does it sound like something I would say? 'cause it might get hard to explain myself to you A readers' poll with a top five list You around my hips would do. Signals from inside I found my message and it was pocket-sized. Born 1983, but you'll always be a hundred to me. I think I've learned that I should count by twos Odd numbers like fifteen Don't sound like something I would use. 'cause from now on we will always be a pair And I won't try to pluralize As long as you're still there. Cause I think I'd love to ride my motor bike again Let's take it for a spin.