Fm7 A# Fm7 A# Fm7 A# There was girl who loved a biker Fm7 A# she used to follow him across America Fm7 A# Fm7 A# But the biker didnʼt like her. She didnʼt care, she still persisted though her brother said she was twisted and the family said they wouldnʼt miss her anyway. C#9 C# She loved the biker like an icon A#m9 C7 Fm7 A# gazing at his picture everyday. C#9 C# She loved the biker like an icon A#m9 C7 Fm7 A# 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 couldnʼt let her get away. She didnʼt ask for her permission he took advantage of her position. But he was always her ambition anyway. She loved the biker... 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...
