Highway King

Red Harley for the summer in Arizona
Colorado River, Laughlin and the slot machines
Country music, gunslinger and feather girls
Whole lotta drinks cause your liver's addicted to it

So, if you're kissing a boy like me
You can raise your glass
But, if you're kissing anyone else
You should raise your standards

Hella good melodies
I dance to when you flirt with me babe
You're so cruel, you make me blue
But when you're nice it's like cocaine to me
And I always place my bets on losing dogs
Watch them eye to eye as they're falling down - down
I don't want your sweet
You're like tangerine
Highway king on a Harley

Snow is fueling my veins
I keep it a secret just to keep you here
Although you never had a problem when I get dark
I don't want to lose the good-boy look
You made in your mind - but I'm bad
But you like that Colombian bitch
So why do you keep calling for me?
Is it love?
Is it lust?
Or is it me thats looking for you cause you're like sweet ecstasy

If you're kissing a boy like me
You can raise your glass
But, if you're kissing anyone else
You should raise your standards
If you're kissing a boy like me
You can raise your glass
But, if you're kissing anyone else
You should raise your standards

If you're kissing a boy like me

Highway king on a Harley



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Corpse, Jeff Tucker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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