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Brand New Key Redux

I rode my Harley past your window last night
I revved my motor at your door at daylight
It almost seems like you’re avoiding me
I’m OK alone but you’ve got something I need, well

I’ve gotta brand new pair of service cuffs
You’ve gotta brand new key
I think that we should get together and
Try them on to see
I been lookin’ around awhile
You got somethin’ for me
Oh, I gotta brand new pair of service cuffs
You gotta brand new key

I ride my bike, wear leather boots, don’t drive no car
I go too fast, and I go pretty far
It’s true I’ve been there done that, I been all around the world
Some people say I done all right for a girl

I asked your Mama if you were at home
She said yes, but you weren’t alone
Oh, sometimes I think that you’re avoiding me
I’m OK alone but you got something I need, well


A little humor for the weekend, my filk of a folk classic


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