[Verse 1] I met her at the cycle graveyard A little used, but what a find Plenty of parts to customise My asian bride of Frankenstein [Verse 2] My baby cooks, yeah. Shes burning rice Drop bars, rear sets, new pipes and jets She wants some more, lay a waste While all the other cycles sweat [Chorus] When I say... Fuck you pig, Im whiling out I know what its all about Fuck you pig, Ive got your doors In my 750Four, my 750Four, my 750Four Yeah [Verse 3] Here comes the man with his sirens on He tried to stop me at the light I crossed my fingers, through the red And left the man in blue behind [Chorus] And I said... Fuck you pig, Im whiling out I know what its all about Fuck you pig, Ive got your doors In my 750Four, my 750Four, my 750Four Yeah!
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