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