Her daddy said, "Boy, you better take care"
Treat my daughter like your bike," I just stared
I said, "Sir, you might regret that line"
'Cause I don't ride easy and I cross every line
I tune her up 'til she purrs just right
Polish her chrome every damn night
Take her out dirty, bring her home loud
And leave her shakin' like thunder in a cloud
Yeah, I treat her like my bike, tight and fast
Grip her frame and make it last
Warm her up with a little roar
Then ride her harder than the night before
I treat her like my bike
Oh yeah, it's true
Every damn inch
I break her in new
I treat her like my bike
I keep her gassed up, lips on my tank
She rides in leather, no time for thanks
She don't need flowers or quiet dates
She wants a backseat and pearly gates
Your sweet little girl? She loves the speed
And I'm the throttle she loves to feed
So don't worry, sir, I heard your plea
I'll treat her right, and wickedly
Yeah, I treat her like my bike, no lies told
I keep her wet and under control
Take her for a spin, hands on tight
Make her scream under moonlight
I treat her like my bike
Proud, proud and loud
She's mine now
And, damn, she's proud
You said, "Don't break her," I said, "Too late"
She begged for it at mile marker 88
Now she's inked my name, parked in my lane
And she won't ever ride tame again, oh
Yeah, I treat her like my bike, rough with care
She needs the growl, the grip, the dare
Clean her up, then get her dirty
She likes it fast, raw, and flirty
I treat her like my bike (bike, bike, all mine)
All mine, one of a kind
And, sir (yeah)
She loves how I ride