Wheatus - Bmx Bandits lyrics
[Wheatus - Bmx Bandits lyrics]
Over and under we ride
In love with the suicide
Here we fuck with disaster
And careful is something to hide
So come give this trick a try
Push it faster you bastard
And over this mountain you glide
No, you're not gonna last if
You can't push it past
Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that
Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, I was only ten years old
Shit, I left my cell phone at home
It's just a broken collar bone
Walk it off, you big pussy
And get your ass back on the bike
It's time to go lay some pipe
Or just watch me get nice
I'ma school you on how to get high
Then go home tell your friends how
You bite all my style
Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that
Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, you got this moto licked
The Hutch kids are off the list
All the skyway's are being fixed
Walky talkies and stolen shit
Nicole, Quadangle, PK ripper
Webco and Mongoose
Nicole, I was only ten years old
Is there a love in your life
'cause I wanna be your wife
It's a bird, it's a plane
It's a bicycle up in the sky
You didn't say you could fly
Now I know where I stand
And I'm tired of life on the ground
Lose my soul when I'm down up your ramp
I am found hey Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that
Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, you got this moto licked
The Hutch kids are off the list
All the skyway's are being fixed
Walky talkies and stolen shit
Nicole, Quadangle, PK ripper
Webco and Mongoose
Nicole, I was only ten years old
In love with the suicide
Here we fuck with disaster
And careful is something to hide
So come give this trick a try
Push it faster you bastard
And over this mountain you glide
No, you're not gonna last if
You can't push it past
Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that
Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, I was only ten years old
Shit, I left my cell phone at home
It's just a broken collar bone
Walk it off, you big pussy
And get your ass back on the bike
It's time to go lay some pipe
Or just watch me get nice
I'ma school you on how to get high
Then go home tell your friends how
You bite all my style
Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that
Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, you got this moto licked
The Hutch kids are off the list
All the skyway's are being fixed
Walky talkies and stolen shit
Nicole, Quadangle, PK ripper
Webco and Mongoose
Nicole, I was only ten years old
Is there a love in your life
'cause I wanna be your wife
It's a bird, it's a plane
It's a bicycle up in the sky
You didn't say you could fly
Now I know where I stand
And I'm tired of life on the ground
Lose my soul when I'm down up your ramp
I am found hey Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that
Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, you got this moto licked
The Hutch kids are off the list
All the skyway's are being fixed
Walky talkies and stolen shit
Nicole, Quadangle, PK ripper
Webco and Mongoose
Nicole, I was only ten years old