​somebody's sister - Streets of Boston lyrics

[Verse 1] Gets up in the morning Drinks half a pot of tea Puts on a long, white skirt Socks up to her knees Throws a poncho in her pack Got her hair back, long and soft Helmet strapped on her head And she blasts off [Verse 2] Havocking the streets of Boston Biking to a better day She doesn't mind the rain or the shine Gonna get there sometime She don't mind the traffic She don't mind the noise Blazing a trail, wheel and rail Riding 'cause it's her kind of joy [Chorus] Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh [Bridge] Sweat on her forehead Fumes in her eyes Tail lights [?] They'll go drifting by Pushing through the traffic Steady as she goes Bumper to bumper, pa**ing them by Lemmings in the their rows [Verse 2] Heading for the bike trail Where the raspberries grow She knows something pretty in the pit of the city Where sweet, wild winds blow... [Verse 3] Havocking the streets of Boston Biking to a better day Davis Square, Chestnut Hill Wild on Jamaicaway She don't mind the traffic She don't mind the noise Blazing a trail, wheel and rail Riding 'cause it's her kind of joy [Rap Verse] She's out the in the sun, is underneath the stars On a roll she'll try to go, don't get there in their cars Biking for the nation of the future generation [?] but to her it's a salvation Riding through the streets and a sensation Driven by the vision of the coming liberation Silver wheels be shining if you see her from afar Pull up in your [?], here comes one less car [Chorus] Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh