| Johnny Davis never let us down
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| Started up on the west side of town
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| By the 60s the midwest was ours
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| The bike’s a body and John was the heart
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| Meetings and the races and the women looked good
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| Raising hell and living like nobody else would
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| Johnny Davis never let us down
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| Since he’s gone the boys are different now
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| Hang on, hang on, we’re going for a ride
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| Hang on, hang on, it’s alright
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| These streets are ours to take
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| Faster than trouble
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| Too fast to fade
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| Johnny never backed down from a fight
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| By the end we lived in changing times
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| The new guys thought that they were movie stars
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| After '69 it fell apart
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| Edges of an empty parking lot it rained chrome
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| Johnny in the middle stood his ground and fought alone
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| Johnny could took em one on one
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| But his young rival simply pulled a gun
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| Hang on, hang on, we’re going for a ride
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| Hang on, hang on, it’s alright
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| These streets are ours to take
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| Faster than trouble
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| Too fast to fade
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| You live the life you love, you love the life you live
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| Maybe that’s enough honey to get us out of this
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| Build it up to speed, Give it all it needs
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| In the end it knocks you down and throws you in the weeds
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| If what you say is true, hell sometimes you gotta lose
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| Hang on, hang on, we’re going for a ride
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| Hang on, hang on, it’s alright
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| These streets are ours to take
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| Faster than trouble
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| Too fast to fade |