| Me and the girls, out after work
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| Drinkin' margaritas, one night
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| After a few, the conversation turned to
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| The kind of guys we like
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| One only dates doctors
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| One likes cowboys
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| And one prefers the sensitive kind
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| Well, I really shocked 'em, then
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| All jaws were droppin' when
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| It came turn to tell 'em mine
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| I like a man with a tan and a twisted chrome kickstand
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| Leanin' on a big-old bike
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| The low rollin' sound that’ll shake the ground
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| Comin' out of long pipes
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| I like a tattoo or two
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| Or even more if they’re cool
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| On the big old arms of a long-haired dude
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| Inside of me, there’s an all I wanna be
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| Biker chick, chick
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| Biker chick, chick
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| I never rode on the back
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| Of an old Chopper down the highway
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| Holdin' on tight, just him and I
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| Makin' our getaway
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| I’ve always been the good girl
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| Walked the straight
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| And narrow path all my life
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| But the tequila’s kickin' in
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| And since I’m here with friends
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| Can’t a girl just fantasize?
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| I like a man with a tan and a twisted chrome kickstand
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| Leanin' on a big-old bike
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| The low rollin' sound that’ll shake the ground
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| Comin' out of long pipes
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| I like a tattoo or two
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| Or even more if they’re cool
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| On the big old arms of a long-haired dude
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| Inside of me, there’s an all I wanna be
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| Biker chick, chick
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| Biker chick, chick
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| I never said he was the marryin' kind
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| All I said was I bet he’d be a wild ride
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| I like a man with a tan and a twisted chrome kickstand
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| Leanin' on a big-old bike
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| The low rollin' sound that’ll shake the ground
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| Comin' out of long pipes
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| I like a tattoo or two
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| Or even more if they’re cool
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| On the big old arms of a long-haired dude
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| Inside of me, there’s an all I wanna be
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| Biker chick, chick
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| Biker chick, chick, biker chick
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| Biker chick, chick
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| Biker chick, chick
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| Wooooo! |