Bike Song (Made Famous by Mark Ronson)

I run around town, around, 'round the town
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever
I run around town, around, 'round the town
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever
I run around town, around, 'round the town
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever
I run around town, around, 'round the town
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever

Shooting 'round these tricky bends
I hear a conversation in my head
Thinking 'bout the place to be
I sing a little melody instead
I won't argue with myself
Today my legs are getting some help

My mama tells me I should stop, go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent
And I'm getting tired of it all
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

Thinking 'bout 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've done instead
I sweep the pavements and the parks
I hope that I get home before it's dark

My mama tells me I should stop, go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent
And I'm getting tired of it all
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

I can 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?
I'm beyond a huffy, don't I look so handsome?
Bikes, the bikes, they're so nice
The price that's working on my calves
The triceps, the biceps, drive past the gas stop, traffic lights
I get around, 'round without a driver's license
Hello (Hello), you want in? (Uh)
Yeah, well (Uh), I'm off then
And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50
Party popping on my willy, kick up

My mama tells me I should stop, go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up, having kids and paying rent
And I'm getting tired of it all
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

(Oh, oh, oh)
And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50
Party popping on my willy, kick up
(Ride my bike until I get home)
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
(Ride my bike until I get home)
Gonna ride my bike until I get home, until I get home
(Ride my bike until I get home)
Gonna ride my bike
Then I'm gonna take it back
Gonna steal your bike
Gonna ride my own bike
Gonna take it so far
Close to my heart
Don't know, I never thought I stole it
Never
The police will never question me
So I'll be fine in this world that we call me