(Tom Johnston / John Hartman / Tiran Porter / Michael Hossack)
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I was ridin' down that highway
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Silver Harley by my side
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When I thought I saw my lady
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She was headed for the Berkely hill
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Pistol on her hip in case she needed a thrill
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I don't believe it, don't believe a word
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I don't believe it, don't believe a word
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I said, come on with me, baby
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Don't you want to ride with me
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She put her hand into her bag, now
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Pulled out a half pint of red eye sauce
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Sneakin' 'round the corner, drinkin' whiskey from a jar
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I don't believe it, don't believe a word
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I don't believe it, don't believe a word
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Road Angel
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| The Doobie Brothers |
