Kawasaki Kx80
She's only 80 cc's
But she's a cool little rider
She gets me from one end of this county to the other
Just for a fucking dollar
But yeah, it's cool I'll sell her

She makes 90 db's
And I know you all can hear me
When I pull off Woodrow Wilson and open up on Montgomery
She's the only bike
A girl my size can take into a corner

I got extended fenders
Cause it's always fucking raining
They cost eighty dollars but man I ain't complaining
But the bus don't run to Stewart anymore
And I don't know how I'm gonna get to work now

But it's cool, man, it's cool
I'll just sell her
Just don't tell me you'll buy me
A fucking new one later
And man, I'm gonna miss her
Kawasaki Kx80

Sometimes when I'm riding
I pretend I'm in a spaceship
Flying through the stars
To when time was just beginning
And around me only light
And there's no men or women

And it's like I have no body
No color and no father
I am just the speed of a freely moving vapor
Or a song that's being played
To children made of stars

And sometimes I imagine
I'm a single bead of water
Falling through the heavens
From the eye of some creator
I am unarrested energy
Or maybe I am music's daughter

And sometimes I just kill the switch
And coast like I'm a whisper
Down the length of ribbon
Infinite and clear
I know, yeah, I know I have to sell her
But it's cool, man, it's cool
I'll just sell her
Just don't tell me you'll buy me
A fucking new one later
Man, I'm gonna miss her

Kawasaki Kx80
Kawasaki Kx80