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fat man slouched over the bench laughs at my transportationevery time i drive by him he fills with jubilationhe's laughing at my tires he's laughing at my horn and the cards in my spokesif i had time i'd tell him my story so he knows i'm not a hoaxlike this:my car is shot it hasn't moved an inch since 1995so my friends and i did not have much you could call a social lifewe got sick of walking, sick of hitching, sick of taking hikesso we didn't buy a car or a minivan -- we all bought bikesgeeks on bikes, geeks on bikes (ad nauseum)i'm up at dawn to call my friends to relay the day's big plans& before you know it our helmets are on our gloves are on our handswe drive down main to the dairy queen -- always in single fileand the fun piles up behind us yeah -- mile after mile[chorus]i always drive my bike safely with mirrorsand when it's dirty i was it with tears
fat man slouched over the bench laughs at my transportationevery time i drive by him he fills with jubilationhe's laughing at my tires he's laughing at my horn and the cards in my spokesif i had time i'd tell him my story so he knows i'm not a hoaxlike this:my car is shot it hasn't moved an inch since 1995so my friends and i did not have much you could call a social lifewe got sick of walking, sick of hitching, sick of taking hikesso we didn't buy a car or a minivan -- we all bought bikesgeeks on bikes, geeks on bikes (ad nauseum)i'm up at dawn to call my friends to relay the day's big plans& before you know it our helmets are on our gloves are on our handswe drive down main to the dairy queen -- always in single fileand the fun piles up behind us yeah -- mile after mile[chorus]i always drive my bike safely with mirrorsand when it's dirty i was it with tears