me and my bike, my bike and me, roll together down street ‘neath shade of tree, past houses, and buses, and cars, go we, both me and my bike, and my bike and me.
me with my bike, and my bike with me, brave the traffic that never seems us to see, face the size and the smog of the SUV and through it all get to where we gotta be.
I think that bikes are better, you see, both for soul and cardio-vascular-ly, plus for the air, and each bird and bee, that we pass together, both my bike and me.
me and my bike, and my bike and me, go on down the road, go on down the steet, join us! we’ll travel quite happily, when we go by bike, and go biking shall we.