Bicycle

My girl's on a bicycle, she rides around with teardrops in her eyes

Tryna get to paradise

My girl's on a tricycle, she sits around and laughs until she cries

Whatever gets her through the night

And she goes down

Down to the place

Where she used to know

And she used to grow

She goes down

Down to the place

Where she used to sing

Ah-la-da-da-da-da

Bicycle, bicycle

My girl's on a bicycle, I see her 'round the streets we used to play

Now and then, I'll give a wave

Now she's on a tricycle, there's nothing left for you or me to say

So carry on and give her space

She goes down

Down to the place

Where she used to know

And she used to grow

She goes down

Down to the place

Where she used to sing

Ah-la-da-da-da-da

Bicycle, bicycle

Bicycle, bicycle

Bicycle, bicycle

Bicycle

My girl's on a tricycle, she sits around and laughs until she cries

Whatever gets her through the night

Now she's on a bicycle, she flies around with teardrops in her eyes

Riding off to paradise (Off to paradise)