The Harley Davidson Shuffle

So tired don't wanne' to go to work
Every morning when I wake up
Cold eyes on the morning bus
All we get, people like us
Boss sais, son you're late again
All I want is my freedom

LORD WANT YOU BY ME A
HARLEY DAVIDSON

So tired when I get home
Everyday late afternoon
Before I eat I check my mail
Fast food, allways the same
Fall a asleep with the TV on
Are all my dreams of freedom gone

LORD WANT YOU BY ME A
HARLEY DAVIDSON

So tired of dating you
With my car, my car is blue
Go to movie or restaurant
I want long hair like an indian
On a highway, on my motorbike
With my freedom I'll make it right

LORD WANT YOU BY ME A
HARLEY DAVIDSON



Credits
Writer(s): Wallden Miko
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