There's just one thing that I love more than anything
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I hold it so near to my heart.
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It has just one gear and a pair of blue training wheels,
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A headlight to see in the dark.
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I like my bike. It's not like other bikes. I like my bike.
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It's not like other bikes.
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It has pinwheels and a purple banana seat,
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Loud cards in the spokes as they bend.
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It has a big horn that I honk when you're in my way,
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So I don't run over my friends.
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I like my bike. It's not like other bikes.
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I like my bike. It's not like other bikes
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I ride my bike to the girl that I like, And she looks at me and my bike.
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A tear fills her eye as she's filled with great pride,
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When I ask her to take a ride.
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Me and my girl, we ride all over town on it.
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My guide is the street and the sun.
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We stop for a shake--I pretend well share all of it,
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When I hit the eject button.
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I like my bike. It's not like other bikes.
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I like my bike.
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It's not like other bikes.
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My Bike
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| Ghoti Hook |
