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 a 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 they’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 1 % Could ever see
You bring the biker out in me You bring the biker out in me Pretenders