waitin' for my darlin'

My sons have got the Hi-Lux
but I've still got the Duke,
900 cc's fuel injected, 
and it really packs a boot.

Silken styled Italian engineering 
it sounds out the sweetest note, 
but there's no time left for thinkin'
when you grab it by the throat.

Fresh rubber for the front wheel
brand new tyre on the back,
now would be a good time
to take my baby to the track.

But I'm waitin' for my darlin'
my Cinderella from the ball,
to try on the leather jacket
that's been hangin' in the hall.

If it fits good across her shoulders
nice and snug around her waist,
then she can be my sweetheart,
and I will be her mate.

Fresh rubber for the front wheel
brand new tyre on the back,
now would be a good time
to take my baby to the track.

We'll head down to Victoria,
cruise along The Ocean Road,
blow the cobwebs off our lifestyle
set a wildfire in our souls.

We'll ride out to the headland
of the Great Australian Bight,
alongside the Southern Ocean,
rollin' majesty and might.

Faces tightened by the salt spray
feeling wind blow through our hair,
let me kiss my darlin' sweetheart,
make sure she knows how much I care.

Fresh rubber for the front wheel
brand new tyre on the back,
now would be a good time
to take my baby to the track.