Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Today was one of them days I struggled to get outta bed
Little did I know the biggest struggle would be getting you outta my head
I replay the 30 seconds I saw you around that Mundi roundabout
Immersed in a convo n'umumotari, I wonder what it could be about
Do you work out? Ain't trynna disturb but girl you look fit
No word, I sent the perfect sign to compliment your outfit
It's 9am and you look too fly to just be going to work
For what it's worth I hope the kiss I blew makes your day
PS: The stranger who crossed your way on a random Thursday

[Chorus]
Oh, Moto Girl, you're stuck in my head
So much I wanna tell you, so much I could have said
Your sweet smile, your easy way
Wish I could take that day and keep it on replay

[Verse 2]
I'm at the office looking like I'm locked in yet
Truthfully I'm writing poetry about a girl I'll probably never see again
Pretty Rwandese girl with blond and black braids
Black jumpsuit, white thick socks on brown adidas, bag is beige
The way you talked to the moto guy is what I liked the most
You seem down to earth, the typa guest that delights the host
So, pretty girl dripping sauce on the bike
If you ever come across this rhyme
I wanna let you know the source is far from finite
I'd like to take you out some time for some fine dine

[Chorus]
Oh, Moto Girl, you're stuck in my head
So much I wanna tell you, so much I could have said
Your sweet smile, your easy way
Wish I could take that day and keep it on replay