BMX Bandits Wheatus

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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