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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Ronson & The Business Intl.
Mark Ronson & The Business Intl.
Bells
Homer Steinweiss
Homer Steinweiss
Drums
Kyle Falconer
Kyle Falconer
Vocals
Tom Brenneck
Tom Brenneck
Guitar
Spank Rock
Spank Rock
Vocals
Victor Axelrod
Victor Axelrod
Keyboards
Nick Movshon
Nick Movshon
Bass
Jim Anderson
Jim Anderson
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Homer Steinweiss
Homer Steinweiss
Lyrics
Dave McCabe
Dave McCabe
Composer
Tom Brenneck
Tom Brenneck
Composer
Victor Axelrod
Victor Axelrod
Composer
Naeem Juwan Hanks
Naeem Juwan Hanks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Ronson & The Business Intl.
Mark Ronson & The Business Intl.
Producer
Tom Brenneck
Tom Brenneck
Engineer
Vaughan Merrick
Vaughan Merrick
Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer

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 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 getting 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. 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 it's 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. Gonna ride my bike until I get home. 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. (Heartbeat and a Heartbeat?) 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 (Hi) you walking? (No) Farewell, (oh) I'm off then And I whip it through the city with a 40 and a 50 Party popping on my Willy. 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 aaaaalllll. I'm gonna ride my bike until I get home. Gonna ride my bike until I get home. (Hi) (Hello) (Oh) And I whip it through the city with a 40 and a 50 Party popping on my Willy. (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
Writer(s): Thomas R. Brenneck, Homer Steinwess, Naeem Juwan Hanks, David Alan Mccabe, Victor Axelrod (t) Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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