The bike that I ride was designed for a girl
Though I never knew her name, I ride around her world.
And the horn that I honk is made of rubber, tin, and glue
IÔÇÖm chewing 18 sticks of gum and listening to The Who.
Out riding the bike of a ghost
ItÔÇÖs the most, itÔÇÖs the toast of the town
Out riding around
She was brought up in a place that they built
For Cowboys in the movies
The bike that I ride, itÔÇÖs got breaks and itÔÇÖs got gears
A bell and a basket, in which to catch my tears
That I cry every night I spend without that girl
IÔÇÖm dreaming of saddle shoes
In a movie-western-world
Out riding the bike of a ghoul
ItÔÇÖs so cool, skipping school, cutting class
IÔÇÖm never gonna pass.
I was predicted an "F" in all but religious education.
Out riding the bike of a ghost
ItÔÇÖs the most, itÔÇÖs the toast of the town
And IÔÇÖm out riding around
She was brought up in a place that they built
For Cowboys in the movies.
She was brought up under the hills
She rode around just like Josey Wales
She was brought up in a place that they built
For Cowboys in the movies.
