Faded Jeans and A Leather Jacket
Riding with a Marlboro Packet
Leather boots changing gear
Flying at 180 with no fear
Riding a red mean machine
Enjoying the Serene Scene
I am living my life
In love with my bike ride
Flying on road leaving everyone behind
Making lips wet with a sip from my pint
Feeling the breeze, smelling the wet sand
Listening to my favourite rock band
With a back pack and a sleeper bag
I stop by the woods to have a nap
It's a wild wild world out there
And I lie down gazing at moon.
I am a biker, born to live free
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