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Sometimes I know how to find my way

But I don'''t

Sometimes I know just what to say

But I won'''t

Plastic ponies in a pastel field hanging on my wall

She gave it to me and then she hit the road

And I'''m still waiting for her call

I tried to ride with the Motorcycle Mama

But the motorcycle let us me down

I tried to ride with the Motorcycle Mama

But the/my Mama she let me down

Let me down

I tried and tried to ride but it just ain'''t right

I don'''t look so good on a hog or a trike

Someday soon that dude'''s gonna come along

On a flair painted Indian singing all the words to her song

She'''s riding free above the trees

Crossing over the Great Divide

I'''m down here with my years and fears

But I know some day I'''ll ride

I know some day I'''ll ride

In the side

I packed up all my things in a plastic bag

I drove to the mountain top and I lit the rag

Plastic ponies turn to smoke and sift into the sky

I threw my heart into the flames and the sparks flew in my eye

I tried to ride with Motorcycle Mama

But she can'''t be with anyone

She'''s gonna ride and ride and ride and ride

And ride til she hits the sun

She'''s gonna ride and ride and ride and ride

And ride til she hits the sun

Oohh

Lay your big spike down

Oohh

Lay your big spike down

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