- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Mark Ronson
 - David Alan Mccabe
 - Thomas Brenneck
 - Naeem Juwan
 - Homer Steinweiss
 - Victor Axelrod
 
- See also:
 
Mark Ronson - The Bike Song lyrics
I run around town, around round the round
 With the pedal to the met, the pedal to whatever
 I run around round, around round the town
 With the pedal to the met, the pedal to whatever
 (repeat)
 Shooting round the city bends I hear the conversation in my head.
 Thinking of the place to be, I sing a little melody instead
 I won't argue with myself, today my legs are gettin some hell
 My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job
 That can't be the way that I roll
 Everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent
 And I'm getting count of it all.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 Gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 Thinking of 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 have done instead.
 I sweep the pavements and the parks
 I hope that I get home before its dark.
 My mother tells me I should stop go and get a real job
 That can't be the way that I roll
 Everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent
 And I'm getting count of it all.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.Mark Ronson - The Bike Song - http://motolyrics.com/mark-ronson/the-bike-song-lyrics.html
 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.
 Huffy on a Huffy, don't I look so handsome.
 Bikes suffice they're so nice like priceless
 Working on my calves to triceps to biceps
 Bypass the gas, stop the traffic lights
 I get around round without a drivers license
 Hello, you walking? Farewell. I'm off then
 And I whip it through the city with a 40 and a 50
 Party popping on my wheelie.
 My mother 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
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home.
 And I whip it through the city with a 40 and a 50
 Party popping on my wheelie.
 (That can't be the way that)
 I ride my bike til I get home.
 (That can't be the way that)
 Ride my bike until I get home. Until I get home
 I ride my bike to take your bike
 I'm gonna steal your bike, I have my own bike.
 I'm gonna take it so far










