Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Hondells
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Usher
Composer
Roger Christian
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Venet
Producer
Lyrics
It was late at night when he came into town
On a hopped up sickle that could shit 'em all down
He'd rev up in wheels and every time he'd tach it
He sure looked tough in his black leather jacket
Everybody knew that (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
His bike was fast, and he knew he could drive
He laid flat out at a hundred and five
He picked up chicks, yeah, they really dug him
It made the guys mad, so they tried to bug him
Everybody said that (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
They called him a greaser and they really put him down
Then they told him that he'd better leave town
He gassed up his sickle and he rode away now
He took my girl when he left that day now
Everybody warned me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
Everybody warned me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
Everybody warned me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
Everybody warned me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
Everybody warned me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
He had a mean streak (he had a mean streak)
Everybody warned me (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Written by: Gary Usher, Roger Christian
