I once had a bike, a beautiful bike
With a beautiful saddle and a beautiful frame
I rode far with, I was happy those three years
I don't need gears or a backlight
I did everything for my bike, come whatever may
I loved every gear and fixed every flat tyre
No lights, nothing fancy and the tyres flat
And yet by far the prettiest bike in town
My bike, my bike
My bike has been gone for longer
My bike, my bike
My bike is somewhere else now
My bike is gone, my bike's no longer here
My bike's no longer there, it is with you - ahhh!
No one left, who carries me, when I need to get around
It'll work, I'll just go take the bus
And you'll go to hell, together with the other bike thieves
All the bad people and damn parasites
My bike's no longer there, it's gone, shit happens
But why is it now with an idiot like you
A son of a dog, who sees things and simpy takes them
Like a dumb kid, that wins against me
My bike, my bike
My bike has been gone for longer
My bike, my bike
My bike is somewhere else now
My bike is gone, my bike's no longer here
My bike's no longer there, it is with you - ahhh!
But I know, you think of me
Every time, when you're in the saddle
You ask yourself, whether you're doing it better than me
Whether I was faster, maybe I could ride for longer
And you don't dare to ask, but you think about it
Exactly, I was there before you
And such a bike, which allows being stolen once
Will maybe do it again
And when it promises you, that there's nothing
That it has no feelings for me anymore
You know, that it's a lie
My bike is gone, my bike's no longer here
My bike's no longer there, it is with you
My bike is gone, my bike's no longer here
My bike's no longer there, it is with you
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