I hate it when you do a major upgrade on the bike and then it's all over. No more long nights in the garage, no opening boxes with cool stuff, and no stuff on the steps when I get home from work. I go in the garage and I just want to take the bike apart and change something. But I have spent all my money and all that's left to do is just ride the dang thing.
Still feeling sort of depressed, it's a big let-down. Part of the problem is I didn't pace myself, I did the paint, exhaust, trunk, and suspension all at one time. So I wrote a song about it, want ta hear it? here it tis:
Dropped my Busa at the Phillips,
Right there for all to see.
Five guys rushed to lift my baby,
didn't give a f' about me.
Someone said crashin’s part of riding
I suppose that’s just the dues.
But crashin ain’t spota be part of parking
I got the done fixed ma Busa blues
Hulu - In Living Color: Tubbs At Fatback's Funeral
Lol! Been awhile since picked up the old Fender Precision 4-string.
Man, it’s past my bedtime…………
Still feeling sort of depressed, it's a big let-down. Part of the problem is I didn't pace myself, I did the paint, exhaust, trunk, and suspension all at one time. So I wrote a song about it, want ta hear it? here it tis:
Dropped my Busa at the Phillips,
Right there for all to see.
Five guys rushed to lift my baby,
didn't give a f' about me.
Someone said crashin’s part of riding
I suppose that’s just the dues.
But crashin ain’t spota be part of parking
I got the done fixed ma Busa blues
Hulu - In Living Color: Tubbs At Fatback's Funeral
Lol! Been awhile since picked up the old Fender Precision 4-string.
Man, it’s past my bedtime…………