The Bike Song lyrics by Mark Ronson and the Business Intl

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The Bike Song by Mark Ronson and the Business Intlالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

The Bike Song by Mark Ronson and the Business Intl

I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the metal
The pedal to whatever
I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the metal
The pedal to whatever
I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the metal
The pedal to whatever
I run around town, around round the town
With the pedal to the me
The pedal to whatever

Shootin' round these tricky bends
I hear a conversation in my head
Thinkin' of the place to be
I sing a little melody instead
I won't argue with myself,
Today my legs are gettin' some help.
My mama tells me I should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up,
Having kids and paying rent
And I'm getting count of it all

[Chorus]
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

Thinking 'bout the girl I met,
A phone call that I haven't made yet.
All the things I've done this week,
And all the things I should've done instead.
I sweep the pavements and the parks,
I hope I get home before its dark

My mama tells me I should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent
And I'm getting count of it all

[Chorus]

I can't understand it, but I can't really stand them
Girls love cars, cars cause harm to the planet
Don't you wanna take a joyride on my tandem
Humming on a huffy, don't I look so handsome
Bass to bikes there so nice there priceless
Working on my calves, the triceps to biceps,
Bypass the gas stop at traffic lights
I get a round round without a driver's license
Hello (hello) you walking, (farewell) farewell I'm off then
And I'm whipping through the city
With a forty and a fifty Polly popping on my wheelie

My mama tells me I should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up,
Having kids and paying rent
And I'm getting count of it all

[Chorus]

And I'm whipping through the city
With forty and a fifty Polly popping on my wheelie

[Chorus]

Writer : HOMER STEINWEISS, NAEEM JUWAN, VICTOR AXELROD, DAVID MCCABE, MARK RONSON, THOMAS BRENNECK
Copyright : Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC , EMI Music Publishing