Biker they tell me You're a dangerous lover Well that might ne true Oh, but I'd never ride with another Maybe they've never had their arms around anything so wild and free You bring the biker out in me I can't understand it Why people give you grief You play the one armed bandit Like and outlaw with a belief To them it's the norm for a man to conform to a godless society You bring the biker out in me You bring the biker out in me Because they've no interest In the struggle to obtain The status and bogus desires That drive most people insane You who have nothing have Something that only the 1% Could ever see You bring the biker out in me You bring the biker out in me
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