| Song | M.C. Baby |
| Artist | Hanoi Rocks |
| Album | Up Around The Bend: The Definitive Collection |
| 作词 : McCoy | |
| (Well) my baby's hot | |
| I mean the way she rocks | |
| Gives her old folks a shock | |
| The way she burns her wheels | |
| Down her home town streets | |
| My my my my my little motorcycle baby | |
| My baby is mean | |
| She's the fastest chick | |
| That I've ever seen | |
| Though she's only sixteen | |
| She knows how to use her machine | |
| And she's so mean | |
| She's sweet sixteen, a leather queen | |
| You should see her streakin' down the street | |
| All the boys are jealous | |
| But they don't dare to tell it | |
| To my my my my little motorcycle baby | |
| On a Saturday night | |
| She goes out for a fight | |
| She beats them black and blue | |
| I don't mean she's cool | |
| But she's so cruel | |
| And she's no fool | |
| No one can stop her | |
| And no one can rock like my little motorcycle baby my little motorcycle baby my little motorcycle baby | |
| Baby, baby, baby, ride on, ride on | |
| Could've given her time, | |
| The best years of my life | |
| Wanna give her everything money can buy could've given her love and a whole lot more could've givne her everything money can buy | |
| My baby is hot, | |
| I mean the way she rocks | |
| Gives her old folks a shock | |
| The way she burns her wheels down her hometown street | |
| My, my my my my my my my my little motorcycle baby | |
| My baby, my baby, my baby |
| zuò cí : McCoy | |
| Well my baby' s hot | |
| I mean the way she rocks | |
| Gives her old folks a shock | |
| The way she burns her wheels | |
| Down her home town streets | |
| My my my my my little motorcycle baby | |
| My baby is mean | |
| She' s the fastest chick | |
| That I' ve ever seen | |
| Though she' s only sixteen | |
| She knows how to use her machine | |
| And she' s so mean | |
| She' s sweet sixteen, a leather queen | |
| You should see her streakin' down the street | |
| All the boys are jealous | |
| But they don' t dare to tell it | |
| To my my my my little motorcycle baby | |
| On a Saturday night | |
| She goes out for a fight | |
| She beats them black and blue | |
| I don' t mean she' s cool | |
| But she' s so cruel | |
| And she' s no fool | |
| No one can stop her | |
| And no one can rock like my little motorcycle baby my little motorcycle baby my little motorcycle baby | |
| Baby, baby, baby, ride on, ride on | |
| Could' ve given her time, | |
| The best years of my life | |
| Wanna give her everything money can buy could' ve given her love and a whole lot more could' ve givne her everything money can buy | |
| My baby is hot, | |
| I mean the way she rocks | |
| Gives her old folks a shock | |
| The way she burns her wheels down her hometown street | |
| My, my my my my my my my my little motorcycle baby | |
| My baby, my baby, my baby |