Verse 1:

We're ridin' out to Route 1
The morning fog burnin' off with the sun
Hook up for breakfast at a little greasy spoon
Another cup o' joe and we'll be rolling out soon

Yeah, there's somethin' that we all like
The sound of thunder as we fire up the bikes

Chorus:

(Coast Riders) Love ridin' with the pack
(Coast Riders) No, there ain't no turnin' back
(Coast Riders) Givin' folks a heart-attack
(Coast Riders) Rise your glass to the orange and the black

Verse 2:

We're cruisin' by noon down the coast
On the stretch of road that we love the most
Headin' to a hangout for an oyster BBQ
Get ready for some action, down a frosty or two

Yeah, as we roll up to the roadhouse
This cute chick rips off her blouse

Chorus:

(Coast Riders) Love ridin' with the pack
(Coast Riders) No, there ain't no turnin' back
(Coast Riders) Givin' folks a heart-attack
(Coast Riders) Rise your glass to the orange and the black

Bridge:

[Instrumental break]

Verse 3:

With Highway 1 underneath
We ride 'til there's bugs in our teeth
Hey guys let's head to the bikini bike wash
They got steak on the grill, brew to wash these bugs down
And some tasty scenery

Yeah, we dig being steak-fed
While the babes wash our bikes nearly naked

Chorus:

(Coast Riders) Love ridin' with the pack
(Coast Riders) No, there ain't no turnin' back
(Coast Riders) Givin' folks a heart-attack
(Coast Riders) Rise your glass to the orange and the black

Produced by Jim Hawthorne
Recorded at Spirit Wind Studios, Hayward California