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