| Up on a motorbike last night
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| It was late after the show when we’d
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| Jet Quebec and headed to Ontario!
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| Well we run the shoreline wide
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| Lake Superior on our side hear the
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| Sound of the road become our stereo!
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| On a cold October eve
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| Under the lights of Montreal
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| Well we’d played for dreams and demons became
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| To 'em! |
| All for all!
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| Now the club refused to pay
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| For the show that we had played
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| And they’s tossed us to the gutter
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| Drunk and underpaid!
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| Hung-over outta cash
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| We pledged to flee that city fast
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| When we’d jack the club man’s bike
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| To settle up at last!
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| We got a spark the engine turned
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| She fired up! |
| The rubber burned!
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| And before you know it
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| We were in the highest gear!
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| Up on a motorbike last night
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| It was late after the show when we’d
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| Jet Quebec and headed to Ontario!
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| Well we run the shoreline wide
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| Lake Superior on our side hear the
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| Sound of the road become our stereo!
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| Up on a Motorbike last night
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| Still with a thousand miles to go!
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| Well we’d blaze down the highway
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| Through Ontario!
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| On past the Rock cut!
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| Of the Canadian Shield
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| We’d cross the Manitoba Border
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| To the Prairie Fields! |