Motorcycle

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