The Motorbikes Are Roaring

The Blues Mystery

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On the road again
The motorbikes are roaring
Summertime
The motorbikes are roaring
Speeding up
The motorbikes are roaring

Gege came with his triumph
He said he couldn't wait no longer
The weather is too good to use the car
And the next mountain pass is not too far
So we got all fun in our eyes
We wanted to ride all three guys
Just three guys 'cause one had no fever
No motorbike freak but surely a dreamer

On the road again
The motorbikes are roaring
Summertime
The motorbikes are roaring
Speeding up
The motorbikes are roaring

The next day we all took a ride
The feeling we had we could not hide
It felt so great that good sound
Turns knees close to the ground
Like a child we felt this air
And the wind in my hair
Turning the gas tap holding my body back
Feeling the power back on track

On the road again
The motorbikes are roaring
Summertime
The motorbikes are roaring
Speeding up
The motorbikes are roaring

On the road again
The motorbikes are roaring
Summertime
The motorbikes are roaring
Speeding up
The motorbikes are roaring