I´m riding on my bike
I´m going round the block
No, I can´t cross the road
I´m not allowed to do that
I´m so happy here ´cause

I´m just riding on my bike
I´m going round the block
I´m checking out the dogs
Barking as I pass them, "Woof"
Barking back, I laugh and

I ride on on my bike
I´m going round the block
I´m singing to myself, "La la la"
I´m counting purple flowers
And I´ll do this for hours

Happy riding on my bike
I´m going round the block
I´m like an ice cream truck
I´m tasting all the flavors
I´m waving to my neighbors, "Hi"

While I´m riding on my bike
I´m going round the block
I´m counting all the cracks, "Six, seven, eight"
Yeah, I´m the pavement agent
And my house is the station

And I ride past on my bike
I´m going round the block
My tummy´s rumbling
My mama´s selling tickets
To broccoli and fish sticks, I´m hungry