My new bicycle is race car blue It used to belong to my big sister sue She grew a little too tall Then traded it to me For my old basketball. Riding that thing I gotta sing It's a blast I never believed I could go so fast Up and down hills Zipping through the town Past the reservoir When the sun slips down I'm flying! Back home i collected some rags I snuck them out of my ma's old clothes bags Bucket of water And a squirt of soap My bicycle's as clean As the soul of a pope