Tracked her to this tavern In this god-forsaken town She's the one who made off With my motorcycle bike With a helmet of gold And a tatoo of a toad Gonna get that rude Gonna get that scoot And take it on the road... Chorus: One more Stout, boys, it's a no-show One more bad night at the go go Arrest her, she stole my Vespa Arrest her, she stole my Vespa We don't have to go now... Met her at the party And thought she knew my friends Asked her out, she gave the shout And Mike the Bike was in! She took me to a dance hall And had me go inside She took my keys She took my ride, And now she's gonna die!!! (Chorus) We don't have to go now We don't have to go now We don't have to go now We don't have to go now Stop, stop, stop She's callin' the cops, cops, cops Stop, stop, stop She's callin' the cops, cops, cops And doughnuts Tracked her to this tavern In this god-forsaken town She's the one who made off With my motorcycle bike With a helmet of gold And a tatoo of a toad Gonna find that rude And get my scoot And take it on the road One more Stout