When you see me comin' flying down the road
You know I ain't afraid to lay it down
Yea got me some leather. Leather is my skin
Black'n'chrome flashin' through the town.
Some call me the WARLORD 'cause I'm a god-damn
bad machine, young'n'hungry, not too proud'n'mean
Ride, ride, ride, I'm the WARLORD of the road,
Riding, riding, riding, ain't never growin' old.
Take what I want and I go where I please
Got the world right by the balls. This world ain't
big enough to keep me down. Yea we're livin'
in a sick world. The man on the T.V. said we
got lotsa trouble overseas, well what the hell
do I care? Think they care about me?
Stop sending money send'em all a bomb.
Ride, ride, ride, I'm the WARLORD of the road,
Ridin', ridin', ridin', ain't never growin' old.
Born to live in the fast lane on a chopped up
Harley-D, smell that oil and high test gasoline.
Never got a shortage of girls to share my seat.
Well they all want to know what people say is true,
You know, get a biker started 'n he'll drive all
damn night. Well hold on honey 'cause this ride's
for a ride.
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
I'm the WARLORD of the road.
Ridin', ridin', ridin', ain't never growin' oldAnna, when I'm with you
I can hardly hold my fire
Anna, tender moments
That are always gonna take us higher
You're still in bed
While I'm fixing some coffee
I look at you in the morning light
And I see
You've kicked away
The covers and your hair is a mess
And I snuggle close and kiss your nose
While you sweetly mumble yes
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We cuddle up and softly you start talking
I crack a smile
Because you can't help yawning
But this is Sunday
So we don't really have a lot to do
So we get back between the sheets
And make love 'till high noon
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We huggle close together
And we talk of this and that
And then I know that you love me so
And it makes me glad