Lyrics:

Everybody knows
That you got a job, especially me
You just keep rubbing it in
You won't let it be

You bring home the bacon
And it's making me feel like a jerk
Out of all that I got
Your all I got that still works

But if my Harley was runnin'
Honey I'd show you who's boss
There are places in Texas
A man can still go and get lost

If my Harley was runnin'
I'd be gone in nothin' flat
Sooner or later I'll get it started
And you better start thinkin' 'bout that

Everybody knows
A man without wheels ain't much at all
When he's down on his luck
Down on his pride he's down to a crawl

You got it, girl
You got my world in your hand
In the back of my mind
I'm making my time and making my plans

But if my Harley was runnin'
Honey I'd show you who's boss
There are places in Texas
A man can still go and get lost

If my Harley was runnin'
I'd be gone in nothin' flat
Sooner or later I'll get it started
And you better start thinkin' 'bout that