Kirsty MacColl - Ride Lyrics

I brush my teeth, I dry my hair

I put on skimpy underwear

And I ride

To hell and back

Yeah I ride

Carving up the nation

Or the nearest service station

I ride



My leathers rip my tits

... (drowned out by loud laughter) ...

And I ride

To hell and back

And I ride



... means a lot to me

And I ride



... (track degenerates wildly!) ...



Whats the problem?

What? its only tits.

Jen!

Dont follow me

Jen!

Dont be afraid of my bosom