Pull up in a Busa, track ready,
Rolling Bosozoku, body steady,
Sweeping through the apex, not sweating yet,
Grip ain’t getting looser, no regretting,
Laguna Seca speed, its a blood rush,
Going to my head, you’re a mad touch,
Tokyo city glow, green lightning,
Kill the cruise control, we’re gliding,
You’re my rider,
Stay by my side, do it or die,
You’re my rider,
You’re my rider,
Here for the climb, whatever the time,
Know that you’re my rider,
Steer me from the top, I’m low-riding,
Body to the floor, no high-siding,
Rubber wearing thin, that’s a good ride,
Full-throttle on the straight, clocking good time,
You’re my rider,
Stay by my side, do it or die,
You’re my rider,
You’re my rider,
Here for the climb, whatever the time,
Know that you’re my rider,
You’re my rider,
Stay by my side, do it or die,
You’re my rider,
You’re my rider,
Here for the climb, whatever the time,
Know that you’re my rider.