| Harley didn’t have no education, he could hardly read and write
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| He was locked into a dead-end occupation, his future didn’t look too bright
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| He worked eighteen years on the assembly line
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| Just getting by with a little bit of overtime
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| And that could be the end of this story of mine but it’s just the beginning
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| Late one night when he was working on the graveyard, Harley got himself this
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| big idea
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| All he’d have to do is change one little screw, save millions of dollars a year
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| So he worked and he saved until he could open his own shop
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| Money started rolling in like it wasn’t going to stop
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| So Harley bought a mountain, built a mansion on top
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| So the losers could see whom was winning
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| Only in America with nothing but a dream, only in America where every man’s king
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| First Harley’s daughter, Janet, found a guru she gave him everything she owned
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| Then Harley junior joined some kind of rock band
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| And walked around all day about half stoned
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| His wife watched TV all the time because she got bored
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| Then one day she found a TV preacher she adored
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| And she gave all of Harley’s hard earned money to the Lord
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| Harley started drinking, wound up in Betty Ford to see if he could buy a happy
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| ending
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| Then some kid who worked in Harley’s factory, he got himself this big idea
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| Figured out how to do it with computers, drove Harley out of business in a year
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| Now Harley’s back working the assembly line
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| Just getting by with a little bit of overtime
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| But don’t count Harley out because he isn’t the quitting kind
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| He stares at that computer with one thing on his mind
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| How to make them more user-friendly
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| Only in America
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| Only in America |