Bicycle

Birthday present, oh, what a dream!
Shiny red with a sparkly seat
And I can go about a-hundred-and-three
On my B-I-C-Y-C-L-E

Saturday, oh, what a day!
Rolling down the road through the sun and the shade
No training wheels, no siree
On my B-I-C-Y-C-L-E

Bicycle, bicycle
I'm the king of the road
On my bicycle, bicycle
Yippee ki-yay, and away we go

Yeah, hop on your bike and ride with me
Our tires will sing in harmony
Riding down the road going ching-ching-ching
On my B-I-C-Y-C-L-E

Bicycle, bicycle
I'm the king of the road
On my bicycle, bicycle
Yippee ki-yay, and away we go

Yeah, hop on your bike and ride with me
You'll zig, I'll zag; together we'll weave
Two little trails down Berry Street
BFFs for a while, at least

I hope your bike goes a-hundred-and-five
If it don't, you can hop on mine
Going down the road, ching-ching-ching
On my B-I-C-Y-C-L-E
Going down the road, happy and free
On my B-I-C-Y-C-L-E