Harley Davidson motorcycle song By David John Clare
My elektra glide had to find her Shes got the key to turn it on Street wheels are spinning Now were are wining... When she sez go let's get it on...
Harley love will get you racing the street bike you'll be a chasing
So ride the wind with Harley Davidson the machine for you...
Now my baby said to me boy now don't be slow let's get over to the Sunday cycle show
our fat boy was still looking the best Want my advice? Here's what I suggest.
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Well we don't talk much so to hell with a car Romping in the country under Texas stars She rolled out the blanket on the grassy dew We started drinking Jim beem right out of her shoe...
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Harley Davidson motorcycle Milwaukee Wisconsin
David John Clare
Poems are for riding motorcycles are for writing... Written in Bangkok