Biker

Biker, they tell me

You're a dangerous lover

Well, that might be 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 an 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, baby

You bring the biker out in me

Because you'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 one percent could ever see

You bring the biker out in me

You bring the biker out in me