Well there's a whore house on the bad side down in new orleans, one girl got my money, the other got my shirt and jeans

Hell, i'm lucky if i dont get herpes, they even took my stash

I'd like to put a thousand miles between me and louisiana

But i just dont have the cash

I should have listened to momma, she said: son before you go

If you ride that devil's highway

You better believe you're gonna pay the toll

So this piston poundin' fool just got back down the road

I got halfway to daytona before my panhead motor blowed

Hell, i lost my shirt again, it cost me damn near everything to fix my ride

I just hope it cold down in florida

'cause all i got is my harley and my hide

I should have listened to momma, she said: son before you go

If you ride that devil's highway

You better believe you're gonna pay the toll

So i motored on back up to baltimore, froze my ass off along the way

I called up my ex old lady, you know i needed a place to stay

But she said she'd found a new love he's the kind of guy i'm sure you'd like

He's got a punk rock hair do, parachute pants

And he rides a japanese bike

I should have listened to momma, she said: son before you go

If you ride that devil's highway

You better believe you're gonna pay the toll

That's right

I should have listened to momma, she said: son before you go

If you ride that devils highway

You better believe your gonna pay the toll