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Senin, 27 September 2010



The Bike Song Lyrics by Mark Ronson & The Business Intl. @ monsterlyrics.blogspot.com

(x2)
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 gona ride my bike until I get home.
(x3)Gona 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.
http://monsterlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/09/mark-ronson-business-intl-bike-song.html

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 gona ride my bike until I get home.
(x3)Gona 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 licence

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 gona ride my bike until I get home.
(x3)Gona 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 gona steal your bike, I have my own bike.
I’m gona take it so far

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