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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His m-bike’s clean
He polish that thing
He looks her over
More than me
But I won’t let it
Get to me
Yeah he can play with
His machine

Night or day
Wind or shine
Looks at her shape
Not at mine
But I’m not complaining
No I think it’s neat
Yeah he can play with
His machine

But all he’s speaking
And all he sees
Is just his motor
Bike not me
I won’t let it
Get to me
Can’t stop thinking
His god damn machine

Motor
Motor
Motor
Motor

Take that lady
Coast to west
Ride his motor
Over the edge
Yeah I could break her
Break her, break me
But get rid of that
God damn machine

Yeah I could break her (motor)
Break her break me (motor)
But get rid of that (motor)
God damn machine (motor)
Yes I’m gonna break her (motor)
Think what you like (motor)
I fucking hate (motor)
His motorbike (motor)

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M-bike (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His m-bike’s clean
You polish that thing
He looks her over more than me
But i won’t let it get to me
Yeah he can play with
His machine
Night or day
Wind or shine
Looks at her shape
Not at mine
But i’m not complaining
No i think it’s neat
Yeah he can play with
His machine
But all he’s speaking
And all he sees
Is just his motor-bike not me
I won’t let it get to me
Can’t stop thinking his god damn machine
Motor x4
Take that lady
Coast her west
Ride his motor
Over the edge
Yeah i could break her
Break her break me
But get rid of that
God damn machine
Yeah i could break her {motor}
Break her break me {motor}
But get rid of that {motor}
God damn machine {motor}
Yes i’m gonna break her {motor}
Think what you like {motor}
I fucking hate {motor}
His motorbike {motor)

M-bike (Letra)

P.j. Harvey

P.j. Harvey

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His m-bike’s clean
You polish that thing
He looks her over more than me
But i won’t let it get to me
Yeah, he can play with his machine

Night or day, rain or shine
Looks at her shape, not at mine
I’m not complaining
I think it’s neat
Yeah, he can play with his machine

But all he’s speaking and all he sees
Is just his motor bike, not me
No, i won’t let it get to me
Can’t stop thinking of his goddamn machine

Motor
Motor
Motor

Take that lady coasting west
Ride his motor over the edge
Yeah, i could break her
Break her, break me
But get rid of that goddamn machine

Yeah, i could break her
Break her, break me
Get rid of that goddamn machine

Yes, i’m gonna break her
Think what you live
I fucking hate his motor bike