Biker Stories. Rated G PG, R, usually X. Get your brat children off this site. Poetry today, Harley stories tomorrow. Soon. Sometime. Stand by.
Happy On My Harley
to tune of Janis Joplin’s Mercedes Benz
Oh Lord, Won’t You buy me a Softail Heritage,
My friends all ride ‘Lectra Glides I don’t understand
I sure liked my Sporty, was a college boy geek
Ridin’ coeds in hot pants on a tiny back seat
Vibratin’ their gi-gi’s, their nipples to tweak.
Now I ride a Heritage, a red & chrome beast
An’ I found me a honey loves climbin on the back,
A gazelle, a spinner, flatbacker too
She’s my biker chick
‘S got a nice Wide Glide.
to tune of Janis Joplin’s Mercedes Benz
Oh Lord, Won’t You buy me a Softail Heritage,
My friends all ride ‘Lectra Glides I don’t understand
I sure liked my Sporty, was a college boy geek
Ridin’ coeds in hot pants on a tiny back seat
Vibratin’ their gi-gi’s, their nipples to tweak.
Now I ride a Heritage, a red & chrome beast
An’ I found me a honey loves climbin on the back,
A gazelle, a spinner, flatbacker too
She’s my biker chick
‘S got a nice Wide Glide.