Motorcycle - The Rumble Strips

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 streets

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

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

The airs 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 fly