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