Now if you think Ray blew it, there was nothing to it. They patched him up as good as new. You can see him every day --- riding down the queen`s highway, handing out his small cigars to the kids from school. And all the little girls with their bleached blond curls clump up on their platform soles. And they say ``Hey Ray --- let`s ride away downtown where we can roll some alley bowls.`` And Ray grins from ear to here, and whispers...
So follow me. Trail along. my leather jacket`s buttoned up. And my four-stroke song will pick you up when your last class ends; and you can tell all your friends: The Pied Piper pulled you, The mad biker fooled you, I`ll do what you want to: If you ride with me on a Friday anything goes.
So follow me, hold on tight. My school girl fancy`s flowing in free flight. I`ve a tenner in my skin tight jeans. You can touch it if your hands are clean.
The Pied Piper pulled you, the mad biker folled you, I`ll do what you want to: If you ride with me on a Friday anything goes.
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