Strap a Harley between our legs, taking off for another state
Saddlebags full of food and wine, good looking woman holding on from behind
Winds blowing back out here, miles of highway stretched out there
Destination completely unknown, road map of stars and us all alone
Every off-ramp, every off-ramp, every off-ramp is a turn for the best
Don't need a house with no picket fence, no nine-to-five job that makes no sense
Just your love, this motorcycle and me
Don't need loads of cards on credit, standard letters with bills that come with it
Don't wait and see, you're always free to be
Let's go
Every off-ramp, every off-ramp, every off-ramp is a turn for the best
Every off-ramp, every off-ramp, every off-ramp is a turn for the best
Don't need a house with no picket fence, cell phones or internet
Just your love, this motorcycle and me
Don't need loads of cards on credit, standard letters with bills that come with it
Don't wait and see, you're always free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be, free to be
Free to be