I was on my way to school 
When a fellow I did meet 
He took me by the hand 
And he told me I was sweet 

And I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 

We walked home alone 
He asked me for my phone 
He told me it was Dan 
And I know he went insane 

And I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle 

I'm not drivin' by the place 
I knew this one was on the make 
He has the heart of a muffin 
'Cause he was really sayin' somethin' 
He had my heart just on the shelf 
He is really somethin' else 

As I went home, sat down to wait 
He called me at eight not one minute late 
And I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 
Yes, I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 

(Instrumental & guitar solo) 

As I went home sat down to wait 
He dialed me at eight, not one minute late 
And I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 

Yes, I knew by the way he spoke 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 
He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom 

He was a bad, bad motorcycle.