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DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE


With the sun beatin' down on my shoulders
I pull the clutch and shift into gear
Thinkin' 'bout gettin' back to my woman
Either that or an ice cold beer

Feel the rumble of the engine
As I glide on down the road
Passin' cars all through the night
Gotta get back and shoot that load

Even though you're my woman
Don't try to make me choose
If you give me an ultimatum
I'm gonna have to get rid of you

Ain't no woman can take the place
Of the rumble of my sled
If I have to choose one or the other
If I can't ride I'd soon be dead

Even though you're my woman
Don't try to make me choose
If you give me an ultimatum
I'm gonna have to get rid of you 1