Bike

I’ve got a bike, you can ride it if you like It’s got a basket, a bell that rings And things to make it look good I’d give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things I’ve got a cloak it’s a bit of a joke There’s a tear up the front It’s red and black, I’ve had it for months If you think it could look good, then I guess it should You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things I know a mouse, and he hasn’t got a house I don’t know why I call him Gerald He’s getting rather old, but he’s a good mouse You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things I’ve got a clan of gingerbread men Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men Take a couple if you wish. They’re on the dish You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things I know a room of musical tunes Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork Let’s go into the other room and make them work