words and music by Arlo Guthrie
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I don't want a pickle
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Just want to ride on my motorsickle
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And I don't want a tickle
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'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
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And I don't want to die
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I just want to ride on my motorcy...cle
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It was late last night the other day
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I thought I'd go up and see Ray
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So l went up and I saw Ray
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There was only one thing Ray could say, was:
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Just last week I was on my bike
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I run into a friend named Mike
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Run into my friend named Mike
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Mike no longer has a bike. He cries:
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The Motorcycle Song
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| Arlo Guthrie |
