On my Shwinn girl's bike
Basket up front
The wind hits my face
And wakes me right up
Feels like I'm thirteen
All hopeful and tough
When riding too fast
Was more than enough

Just want to ride my bike That's all I really want
Just want to ride my bike too fast

My thighs working hard
It feels really good
He felt good too
Can't think about that
A stick in the wheel
A stick in the wheel
And each time around
It hits with a snap

Just want to ride my bike

A torrent of trees
Slaps by in a rush
I'm not feeling how
I rose to his touch
My heart pumping hard
That's all that I need
This kind of passion
I'm picking up speed

Just want to ride my bike