I have a Harley, Harley Davidson
We burn rubber like they torch oil rigs
Her hair is yellow, her teeth are sharp
We ride with big money and she play the harp
She sings to me folk songs all about death
When I asked her why she just said cos' they're the best
So I lit my third, let out the clutch
Sniff this shit, it won't take much
Baby your like milk and honey to me
Put your glass down and come over
Put your glass down and come over
I am alive and we are alone
I know for sure the roads my home
With her red bandanna and her cool dark shades
We ride real fast and the hotel fades in my rear view mirror
Cocaine in my veins
We rode dead strait to Alice Springs
It only took three days baby
And now I know for sure the roads my home
Baby your like milk and honey to me
Put your glass down and come over
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