Motorcycle

If only this bike was a motorcycle

I wouldn't be moving so slow

If only this bike was a motorcycle

I'd be over half way home

As I move down the street I'd be looking so good and

I'd be gone in a blink of an eye

If only this bike was a motorcycle

If only this bike could fly

Sometimes when I'm riding along I forget where I'm going

I start a dream that this little old bike I'm sitting on

Is a big loud glistening speed machine,

I'm getting chased everywhere I go, by hundreds of girls

All fighting to show me how much they love me,

So I, pull over and give them a ride on my

Fast moving, street cruising, geek losing motorbike!

But it's all just a dream...

I'm actually moving quite slowly...

Air's nice and clean but my bicycle seat is so lonely...

It's so lonely this bike...

If only this bike...

Oh if only this bike was a motorcycle

I wouldn't be sad anymore!

If only this bike was a motorcycle

I'd move down the street with a roar

We'll be wild, we'll be free!

Just my motorcycle and me...

With a glint in my eye...

I'd show you that this little boy can really...