He rides up high. He rides down low.
A son of a gypsy. He drinks his whiskey.
He
drove his motorcycle...a hundred miles per hour right thru to my heart.
Now I'm on a two wheeled journey...of highway lust. In his sidecar.
A mountain man. A steely Dan.
Danny wants freedom, not some stinkin' roadmap.
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