| G | |
| I don't want a pickle, |
| C | G | |
| Just want to ride on my | motors | ickle. |
| G | |
| And I don't want a tickle, |
| C | G | |
| 'Cause I'd rather ride on my | motors | ickle. |
| C | Am | G | |
| And | I don't w | ant to d | ie, |
| C | G | |
| Just want to ride on my | motorc | y--cle. |
| G | |
| It was l | ate last night the other day, |
| C | G | |
| I thought I'd go up | and see R | ay. |
| So I went up and I say Ray-- |
| C | |
| There was only one thing R | ay could say, was: |
| I don't want a pickle, |
| Just want to ride on my motorsickle. |
| And I don't want a tickle, |
| 'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle. |
| And I don't want to die, |
| Just want to ride on my motorcy--cle. |