AB/CD - AB/CD

The tour is over and I'm goin' home Home to my baby, the bike of my own So good to hear her, so nice and so clean Hard to believe it, she's just like a dream We're drivin' out to the countryside Buy a sixpack we've got the time I'm gonna tell my girl to move 'cause I´ve got real love to prove Anytime I wanna, everytime I can I'll escape on my Harley-Davidson Anytime I wanna, everytime I can I'll escape on the highway Gonna get married as soon as we can When I tell the church, the shit hits the fan I'm gonna buy her all the gas she needs Fill her up with lve, burning on the wheels We're drivin' out to the countryside Makin' love in the morning light Don't have to pray for her to stay 'cause I´ve got my bike anyway (Chorus) Fire ! plop !