I got my first motorcycle when I turned sixteenI remember my mamma raisin' cane with meShe said, Son tell me why you wanna ride that thingShe didn't know about the blonde at the Dairy Queen I got my own reasons why I do what I doI like to ride motorcyclesAnd she likes it tooI like to ride motorcyclesAnd he likes it too I always wore my hair just a little too longDaddy didn't like it and he made no bonesIf I'd have gotten it cut like he wanted me toShe wouldn't have had nothin' left to run her fingers through I got my own reasons why I do what I doI like to wear my hair longAnd she likes it tooI like to wear my hair longAnd she likes it too I remember ridin' around with my buddies back homeListenin' to some country on the radioWhen they tried to change the station to some Rock 'n' RollI'd turn the Opry up just as loud as it'd go I got my own reasons why I do what I doI like country musicShe likes it tooI like country musicShe likes it too Now I got a big HarleyAnd my hair is still longAnd I'm still listening to a country song I got my own reasonsWhy I do what I doI know what I likeShe likes it tooI know what I likeShe likes it tooYeah I know what I likeShe likes it too
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