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By Tangerine Date: 2001 Oct 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.10.17.12.40.12631]] |
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I'd love to ride your Harley and hold you, oh so tight press myself against you as we ride into the night I'll wrap my legs around you and feel your muscles swell squeeze you and a tease you I love it, can't you tell ? Yes, I love to ride behind you where your brutal strength is mine where I gladly lean upon you I can tell that you don't mind. I love the smell of leather The rumble and the fumes The wind that blows my hair around the funky rock and roll tunes I'll be blazing in your saddle Riding oh so high grinning like a cheshire cat as the world goes rolling by We can cruise into the mountains or ride along the beach sail on thru the countryside it's all the same to me As long as I am with you snuggled to your back riding down the interstate on your Harley of jet black ~ |