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The  shivers  run thru my body

The rumble heard for miles

The smell of that leather

Oh that Harley rider is at it again

Wonder if he knows

What the sound of his bike

The smell of his leather

To be on the back of his bike

Feeling the wind in my face

Knowing there is nothing between us but the open road

Oh my hearts pounding

Wonder if he can feel it

The excitement pounding thru me

Being on this bike

Feeling its power

No other feeling like it

Being as free as the wind

Oh god  i wonder if he

If he knows where this ride is taking me