Frankie Cocozza - She's Got A Motorcycle

Capo 5 or 7

Am                          C
Look at those mirrored eyes, I want them.

Em                          D
How your legs like to shine, I can see them.

Am                          C
Your smile floods the street, like a wild child.

Em                          D
I hear your heart as it beats, to your own style.



Em                                         
You've been locked up for days,
C
And that's just not right,
D
I wanna steal you away,
Em
Show you the nightlife.
C
I know it would be easy
Cos I'm feeling tired and wheezy.
D
And the road it seems much smoother with you.



G
She's got a motorcycle.

C
A big bad motorcycle.

Em
She knows how much I like it,

D
She won't let me ride it.

G
She's got a motorcycle,

C
It looks so damn delightful,

Em
She knows how much I like it,

D
She keeps tryna hide it,



C                  D
Why, why, why am I out of luck?

Em                  G
Cos I've seen others fill you up.

C           
On your motorcycle.

D
Your big bad motorcycle,

G
You know how much I like it.
Why won't you let me ride it?



Am                    C
I'll be around after dark, like a silhouette.

Em                          D
I'll need the keys to your heart, cos I ain't touched it yet

Am                     C
I know you feel insecure, a little rusty.

Em                           D
You could have so much more, if you just trust me.



Em                                         
You've been locked up for days,
C
And that's just not right,
D
I'm about to steal you away,
Em
Show you the nightlife.
C
Although it wasn't easy,
Now it's all so breezy
D
Yeah, I'm loving every mile with you.



G
I've got a motorcycle.

C
A big bad motorcycle.

Em
I know how much you like it,

D
But you can't ride it.

G
I've got a motorcycle,

C
I know I took the Michael,

Em
It feels so damn delightful,

D
I just can't hide it,



C                  D
Oh, oh, oh, you're Shh! out of luck

Em                 G
I knew one day I'd fill you up.

C           
On my motorcycle.

D
My big bad motorcycle,

G
I know how much you like it.
But I won't let you ride it.



Em    Am                    G            C
Then I woke up from the most beautiful of daydreams,

Em            G               D
A fairytale, a fantasy, just waved its last goodbye to me.



G
She's got a motorcycle.

C
A big bad motorcycle.

Em
She knows how much I like it,

D
She won't let me ride it.

G
She's got a motorcycle,

C
It looks so damn delightful,

Em
She knows how much I like it,

D
She keeps tryna hide it,



C                  D
Why, why, why am I out of luck?

Em                  G
Cos I've seen others fill you up.

C           
On your motorcycle.

D
Your big bad motorcycle,

G
You know how much I like it.
Why won't you let me ride it?