For fun
Was the moves mine or bikes’?
Freaky sharp turns and Virage
All those fast speeding, stops
Racing ups and going downs
Must have belonged to both,
That mad youth for his fun.
In those bikers on highway
Four-O-One, turning O’ my
I see me…
It wasn't I, was motorbike.
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