Lyrics: Bike

I've got a bike,
You can ride it if you like
It's got a basket, a bell that rings
And things to make it look good
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

I've got a cloak it's a bit of a joke
There's a tear up the front it's red and black
I've had it for months
If you think it could look good then I guess it should

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

I know a mouse and he hasn't got a house
I don't know why I call him Gerald
He's getting rather old but he's a good mouse

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

I've got a clan of gingerbread men
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish, they're on the dish

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

I know a room of musical tunes
Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork

Let's go into the other room and make them work