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I press the start-up down And it's as if I leave the ground On my way to paradise, But on a great Hell Hound! And when I hit the road, The throbbing engine starting to explode- Sending the desires in my thighs to overload! I don't need anyone, on my Harley Davidson! I recognize no one on my Harley Davidson! |
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