Tricycle Rider (tricycle rider) dadadada da da da da dada

Dear Am I Right, Will you read my song,
It took me years to write but it ain't too long,
It's about a 40-year-old imbecile,
Who never grew up he just wants to be a
Tricycle rider, Tricycle Rider (ri-ri-ri-)

His friends have all moved onto SUVs,
On the interstate he rides his trike with ease,
But he doesn't see what's coming up behind,
A Mack truck is about to splatter him 'cause he's
A trike rider, Tricycle Rider (ri-ri-ri-)

Tricycle Rider (Tricycle Rider)

He never learned how to ride a bike,
He a grown man riding on a toddler's trike,
He sucks a lollipop, but he's ain't Kojak,
His bed he stills wets, and a brain he lacks,
Tricycle Rider, Tricycle Rider

He watches Mister Rogers' Neighborhood,
They'd give him a book to read if he could,
Pathetic, you may say, but I'd ask
Is he worse than someone who's wasting gas,
He's a trike rider, Tricycle rider

In a way he's just like that guy Rain Man,
But his brain is more like Ronald Reagan's,
He can't do any card counting dude,
He's a vegetable and he just wants to be a
Tricycle rider, Tricycle rider

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