i'm a fifties model baby
i got class and i got style
i got chrome and i got rubber
come ride on me a while
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ain't no fancy wire harness
as runs this slick machine
i'm chopper wired baby
kick me over make me scream
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throw yer leg across me baby
where do ya feel my thunder
i'm long and lean and mean
i'm a bob-tailed lightning wonder
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i been stretched and i been lowered
i been dropped and i been rode
down fifty years of highway baby
but i ain't feelin old
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i'm a fifties model baby
drop yer ass down on my seat
squint yer eyes and hang on tighter
feel my howlin blue chrome heat
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i'm a hardtail model baby
for yer hard ridin predilection
you crave the way i tear you up
high octane fueled addiction
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ride me til yer shakin baby
ride me til i'm dry
i'm an old school little badass bitch
so come give me a try
YOU ARE READING
breathe in deep, hold on tight, eye to eye, grin to grin, fall on in, please...
Poetrybeing a collection of ten works, humble offerings, with hope you will enjoy... thank you readers and judges, for taking the time. (and if anyone is interested, there is another set, of the unchosen, with the same title, only with an asterisk in fro...
