Motorcycle Man

A V-twin pumping, single crank pin under Eighty-eight cubic inches, chrome slash-cut thunder Sticking to the road as the turns lean back Feel the shocks unload as it pulls you toward the sky-y-y Roll on throttle, pulling up through the gears It's got a feeling so free 'cause there ain't no fear Throbbing through the seat so satisfied, Is ridin' to the beat as the spirit starts to fly 'Cause he's a motorcycle man in America A biker in the land, And is feeding on the freedom, all-American freedom He's a motorcycle man in America A motorcycle man, and is grateful for his freedom, ooo sweet freedom Oh, loose and in the groove, maybe 80 miles an hour Twist your ride on down, let your body feel the power Rockin' through the curves as the road rolls by Thinking to himself that this universe is mine, oh mine 'Cause he's a motorcycle man in America A motorcycle man, and is feeding on that freedom, American freedom He's a motorcycle man in America A biker in the land, And is grateful for his freedom, ooo sweet freedom He's a rider on the land Helping everyone he can Hear his engine growl He's a motorcycle man