Harleyman
Everybody's talking 'bout the
stranger that's in town.
It seems he just road in
wearing leather up and down.
He's the a quiet silent type
with a cold and steady eye.
I wonder where he's from and
if he'll like my style.
Oh show me your Harley baby,
wont you take me for a ride.
Oh show me your Harley Darlin',
we're gonna find some countryside.
You could put me up on back there
and hold on to my hand.
Don't you know that I'm waitin' for that
Harleyman.
Yeah Yeah oh oh
Oh I could show him all there is
in this part of this world
And he could show me what it's like,
like to be his girl.
We could travel through the day and
on through the night.
We could make our great escape on
our motorcycle flight
Oh show me your Harley baby,
wont you take me for a ride.
Oh show me your Harley Darlin',
we're gonna find some countryside.
You could put me up on back there
and hold on to my hand.
Don't you know that I'm waitin' for that
Harleyman.
Oh show me your Harley baby,
now now you take me for a ride.
Oh show me your Harley Darlin,
we're gonna take that countryside.
You could put me up on back there and
hold on to my hand.
Don't you know that I'm waiting for that
Harleyman.
Yeah whoa whoa now now yeah
When you find your guardian angel, hold onto him.
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