(feat. Kyle Falconer, Spank Rock)
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I run around town, around round the round with the pedal to the meta˘ć|. The pedal to whatever
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I run around round, around round the town with the pedal to the meta˘ć|. The pedal to whatever
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[x2]
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Shooting round the city bends I hear the conversation in my head.
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Thinking of the place to be, I sing a little melody instead.
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I won't argue with myself, today my legs are getting some hell
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My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job
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That can't be the way that I roll
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Everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent and I'm getting count of it all.
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I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
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Gonna ride my bike until I get home. [x3]
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Thinking of the girl I met, a phone call that I haven't made yet.
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All the things I've done this week, and all the things I should have done instead.
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I sweep the pavements and the parks; I hope that I get home before its dark.
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My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job
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That can't be the way that I roll
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Everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent and I'm getting count of it all.
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I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
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Gonna ride my bike until I get home. [x3]
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I can't understand it, but I can't really stand them
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Girls love cars, cars cause harm to the planet
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Don't you wanna take a joyride on my tandem.
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(Heartbeat and a Heartbeat??) Don't I look so handsome.
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Bikes suffice they're so nice like priceless
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Working on my calves to triceps to biceps
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Bypass the gas, stop the traffic lights
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I get around round without a drivers license
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Hello (Hi) you walking? (No) Farewell, (oh) I'm off then
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And I whip it through the city with a 40 and a 50
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Party popping on my Willy.
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My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job
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That can't be the way that I roll
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Everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent and I'm getting count of it aaaaalllll.
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I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
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Gonna ride my bike until I get home. [x3]
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(Hi) (Hello) (Oh)
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And I whip it through the city with a 40 and a 50
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Party popping on my Willy.
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(That can't be the way that...)
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I ride my bike til I get home.
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(That can't be the way that a˘ć|)
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Ride my bike until I get home. Until I get home
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I ride my bikea˘ć| to take your bike
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I'm gonna steal your bike, I have my own bike.
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I'm gonna take it so far
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The Bike Song
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| Mark Ronson |
