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In the grocery store all the kids look at me like they thought I was Santa Clause
And their mama don't like it so they turn their shopping carts aroundâ¦.
Mama shoots me a dirty look but thinks she just agreed a rebel without a cause
but it's the gear that mostly make them people put us down.
But I like to ride big motorcycles, And I like to eat pussy too.
I like to kick the shit out of punkers and faggots and if you don't like it
Fuck Youâ¦
I like to ride big motorcycles and I like to eat pussy too. And
I like to kick the shit out of punkers and faggots and if you don't like it
Fuck Youâ¦
In the restaurant the Maître D' gets nervous cause I ain't got on a tie
But who ever thought a hairy ass biker would drink French wine.
I just finish off the steak and have a glass of brandy and a slice of apple pie
Then I leave the biggest tip that the waiters seen all night.
Still I like to ride big motorcycles, I like to eat pussy too.
And I like to kick the shit out of punkers and faggots and if you don't like it
Fuck Youâ¦
It don't bother me none if the public thinks were the scourge of society
I know a lot of little poor kid that don't see things your way.
Cause on Christmas day they got a full belly and a teddy bear under the tree.
They know Santa wears leather and he rides a two-wheel sleigh.
Still I like to ride big motorcycles, and I love the little children's too.
Your opinion of me don't amount to shit, if you don't like it fuck you.
I like to ride big motorcycles, I like to eat pussy too.
And I like to kick the shit out of punkers and faggots and if you don't like it
Fuck Youâ¦
And I like to ride big motorcycles, and I like to eat pussy too.
And I'd empty my 44 in boy George and he don't like it Fuck him too.