Out on the open road we ride
Rollin' thunder side by side
Black leather and chrome, shinin' in the sun
Keep the motor runnin' till the day is done
Free as the wind screamin' on two wheels
I love the way the highway feels
Born to bad, livin' to ride
A rebel gypsy, till the day I die
American made is the best I ever had
Bad is good, and I'm good as gone
I never hang around too long
Livin' to ride and born to be bad
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Through the bad lands under a painted sky
A band of distant riders fly
Tear it wide open, let the horses run
The Harley's and the Indian's roar as one
Watering holes up ahead in town
Me and the boys are gonna bag it down
(Chorus)
Whoo, here we go!
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I was born for whiskey, and rock'n'roll
I can't live my life on cruise control
I ain't lookin' for trouble, but understand,
If I'm cornered I can be a fairly dangerous man
Motorcycle mamas are my downfall
If you seen one you wanna see em all
(Chorus)
Yeah, I was born to be bad
Who's bad?