There she was looking so good,
riding that Harley in style.
Looking better than any girl should,
So, I just stared at her awhile.

I thought I was gonna die,
when she flashed them at me!
I studdered and said a pathetic "Hi!"
wonderin' what else she'd show me.

Off she came from that ride,
and strolled over to me.
I gazed at her lovely hide,
And she planted a wet one on me!

Wanna see my Panhead?
She asked with a smile.
Wanna see my knucklehead?
And we rode for awhile!

I knew it was love for sure,
when she grabbed my Jockey shifter.
She grabbed it with the strength to endure,
all the shiftin' I'd give her!

And shiftin' we did,
'till the rubber wore out.
Then up and down she slid,
'till SHE was finally worn out!

We were blissfull 'till the pigs,
finally broke us apart.
Those bastards took my cigs!
And then she broke my heart.

She put the cuffs on me,
she was a lady pig.
Love blinded, I couldn't see,
She was a lady pig!

They took all my stash,
and hawled off my sled.
They even took my hash,
and kicked me in the head!

So, in my cell I sit,
all broken hearted.
Life's the pits,
and she's departed.

My life was ruined,
by my Jockey shifter.
Mind what you're doin, boys.
You could end up with her!

By Ron Washburn 3/02