Tell your daddy and your mama too You got something better to do Than stick around the house the rest of your life You're eighteen you can do what you like You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama And we'll see the world from my Harley We'll get matching jackets and helmets too We'll get respect from the towns we ride through We'll sleep at the roadside in the soft green grass And if the squares walk by, we'll let them pass You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama And we'll see the world from my Harley And maybe in a year or two We'll have a little one, she'll look just like you We'll add on a sidecar Electric guitar And we'll be a trio The baby makes three, oh Tell your daddy and your mama too You got something better to do Than stick around the house the rest of your life You're eighteen you can be my wife You'll be the queen of my highway, my motorcycle mama And we'll see the world from my Harley And we'll see the world from my Harley And we'll see the world from my Harley, if the chain don't break