| I ask Mister Russel for a ride on his bicycle
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| I was late for work, listen to this joke:
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| He say: «Rosy darling, tell me how far you goin'?»
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| I say «Me are goin' far»
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| He tell me to sit down on the crossbar. |
| He shout out:
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| Jump on, Rosy, jump on!
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| I jump on the bicycle and are gone
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| But before he pedal I have to jump off,
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| Because his tire run soft
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| Ohhh lord…
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| Well, he look at me cross
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| I studying what to tell it was
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| This man was so kind to give me a job just to reach on time
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| But unfortunately his tire was too soft for me
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| He pump it up and all the air his tire would not let back air again.
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| He shout out:
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| As a young woman
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| I try to give him my opinion
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| I say how I feel
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| You should check out the whole front wheel
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| Give it a good checkin'
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| Check the spokes and also the air, and give it
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| A good overhaul
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| And take some oil and please don’t spoil.
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| He shout out:
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| He took his bike to the repair shop
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| To give it a good checkup
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| Well, that was the case arriving now all over the place
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| The bike in good order arriving now with only pleasure
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| Now I expect Russel to give me a ride on his bicycle |