To Feel Like This
Stefanie Padgett
ã2002

All chrome and muffler, with 1200 horses
Damn he wanted that black Harley Sportster

It didn’t take the salesman very much time
To talk him into signing on the dotted line

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And he was
Riding free with the wind in his hair
And he was
Driving fast without a care
And he could 
not believe it was finally his
It’s what he always wanted
To feel like this

All prim and proper, in church every Sunday
What would she say when he pulled in this way?

A smile swept his face, he was quite surprised
When he got home and she said, “Give me a ride”

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Lo and behold, would you look at that
She’s bought a leather jacket and a pair of chaps

He wondered what he’d done to deserve this
It’s what he’s always wanted, a biker chic (or biker b***h?)

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