Stephen S. Yeandle - The Biker chick Rag

Stephen S. Yeandle - The Biker chick Rag

So long farewell goodbye br your tears won’t buy me a beer br Someday when your young again I’ll br come home again br br So long farewell goodbye br br She left on her Harley br a thunder of pipes br was all that I could hear br br She looped back around br and gave me a biker check wave br as the front wheel began to rise br br a wheelie they call it br a cycle display br of contempt and delight at having her way br br Her leathers were fringed br and the bone in her nose br sparkled in the light of the day br br She rides with Hell’s Angels br east of LA br and works in a strippers bar br br I stop now and again br to sit and watch her act br and leave a buck or two br in the G-string she wears br for her pants br br So long farewell goodbye br she says br as I leave to pick up the kids. br br Oh how I miss that damn bone in her nose br br So long farewell goodbyebr br Stephen S.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 01:19

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