Rockin' to the Motor City 5 tonight
Riding down the road and I feel alright
Sittin' in the back swiggin' on Jack
Making a pass on a one way track
Somethings coming up out and into my head
Honey, come on roll in and outta my bed
White wine spritzer, you ain't got no stylE
Here I come again going WILD, WILD, WILD
Coz I, ain't got no one
To call me a son… a son of a bitch
I'm a nightrider
And I'm getting higher (coming up, coming up, coming)
I'm a fortune maker
And I'm a hell fighter
No god can put their book down on me
A church is just a place you can sleep for free
I run my life and I run it fast
Too fast for love, oh what a blast
I take no pills just to keep me sane
Watch me close, I'll fly outta the frame
It comes on thick and fast, get it into your head
Burning red hot, I'm a FIRE, FIRE, FIRE
Coz I, ain't got no one
To call me a son… a son of a bitch
I'm a nightrider
And I'm getting higher (coming up, coming up, coming)
I'm a fortune maker
And I'm a hell fighter