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  • 作词 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
    作曲 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
    Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
    And I showed him a picture of you
    I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
    Seemed like the least I could do
    Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
    Up and down your carpeted halls
    You will think me by contrast quite proper
    Never mind how I stumble and fall
    You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
    For a taste of your elegant pride
    I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
    But at least I'm enjoying the ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender
    Somehow, baby got hard as it gets
    With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders
    And your chair and your whip and your pets
    Well we know you're the reincarnation
    Of the ravenous Catherine the Great
    And we know how you love your ovations
    To the Z-rated scenes you create
    (Z-rated scenes you create)
    You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
    For a taste of your elegant pride
    I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
    But at least I'm enjoying the ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride
    You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh
    When I stumble and fall
    There may come a day I will dance on your grave
    If unable to dance I will crawl across it
    Unable to dance I will crawl
    Unable to dance I'll crawl
    You must really consider the circus
    It just might be your kind of zoo
    I can't think of a place that's more perfect
    For a person as perfect as you
    And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
    Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
    Well I know you will think of me only
    When the snakes come marching in
    When the snakes come marching in
    You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
    For a taste of your elegant pride
    I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
    But at least I'm enjoying the ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
  • 作词 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
    作曲 : John Barlow/Bob Weir
    Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
    And I showed him a picture of you
    I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
    Seemed like the least I could do
    Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
    Up and down your carpeted halls
    You will think me by contrast quite proper
    Never mind how I stumble and fall
    You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
    For a taste of your elegant pride
    I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
    But at least I'm enjoying the ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Aw you're a sweet little softcore pretender
    Somehow, baby got hard as it gets
    With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders
    And your chair and your whip and your pets
    Well we know you're the reincarnation
    Of the ravenous Catherine the Great
    And we know how you love your ovations
    To the Z-rated scenes you create
    (Z-rated scenes you create)
    You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
    For a taste of your elegant pride
    I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
    But at least I'm enjoying the ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Yeah! Least I'll enjoy the ride
    You analyze me, attempt to despise me, you laugh
    When I stumble and fall
    There may come a day I will dance on your grave
    If unable to dance I will crawl across it
    Unable to dance I will crawl
    Unable to dance I'll crawl
    You must really consider the circus
    It just might be your kind of zoo
    I can't think of a place that's more perfect
    For a person as perfect as you
    And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
    Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
    Well I know you will think of me only
    When the snakes come marching in
    When the snakes come marching in
    You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
    For a taste of your elegant pride
    I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
    But at least I'm enjoying the ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Ride, ride, ride, ride
    At least I'll enjoy the ride
    Ride, ride, ride
    At least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride
    Ride, ride
    Least I'm enjoying the ride