Biker Like an Icon

McCartney Paul

There was a girl who loved a biker 
She used to follow him across America 
But the biker didn't like her. 

She didn't care, she still persisted 
Though her brother said she was twisted 
And the family said they wouldn't miss her 
Anyway. 

She loved the biker like an icon 
Gazing at his picture everyday. 
She loved the biker like an icon 
Slowly watching precious water drip away. 

She did her best to fix a meeting 
She pulled it off one night in Hollywood 
When he met her he couldn't let her get away. 

He didn't ask for her permission 
He took advantage of her position 
But he was always her ambition 
Anyway. 

She loved the biker like an icon 
Gazing at his picture everyday. 
She loved the biker like an icon 
Slowly watching precious water drip away. 

The family tried so hard to find her 
They Showed Her Picture across America. 
But No Trace Of Her Sweet Face 
Was Ever Found. 

She Loved The Biker Like An Icon 
Gazing At His Picture Everyday. 
She Loved The Biker Like An Icon 
Slowly Watching precious water drip away.