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 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