I love riding in my high heeled boots The smooth black leather reaching my thighs At first it was awkward, but I really didn’t care I’m ditching my helmet, feel the wind in my hair I gotta have my lipstick with me as with all essentials I have to wear my earrings cause I guess I’m just a rebel I don’t believe I need to dress just like a man to ride So if I wear a lacy trim don’t think I have no pride I’m feeling kind of sexy on my chrome supported saddle I’m going where I want to, feel the power of the throttle I will get by around the rules with sheer determination I’ll take the road just as it comes, there is no destination
