I've got a fast trike.
Seems like I gotta take you everywhere.
Maybe we can make a deal.
Maybe I can let you off somewhere.
Anyone else would be better.
Starting from my house got nowhere to go.
Stop being a backseat driver, Margaret!
Tell me to slow down, I'll still say "No!"



I've got a fast trike.
I've got a plan to get away from you.
Saved a little bit of my allowance.
Gina and me have got things to do.
Won't have to move too far.
We're gonna be professional lemonade tasters.
Move away from you and my parents.
Won't have to eat any more yucky tomaters!



You see my Daddy's got a problem
Smokes a smelly pipe, that's the way it is.
Says his body's too old for playing horsey.
Says "Get the heck off my back, Dennis!"
Mommy went off and got a job.
Says "I can't take it anymore from that kid!"
I said "Someone's gotta have fun with him."
So I quit Kindergarter, that's what I did.
(Not that I wanted to stay there, anyway.)


I've Got a fast trike.
Hope it's fast enough so I can dump you off.
You shoulda stayed in bed, Margaret.
You're drivin' me crazy with that hackin' cough.



I remember when Gina was ridin', ridin' on my trike.
Felt like I had butterflies in my tummy.
Every time she rode with me, deep inside, I'd feel kinda funny.
And we'd always have lotsa fun.
Sometimes I wonder if she could be the one, be the one, be the one.
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I've got a fast trike.
I can tell you don't like the way I drive.
You're still holdin' on too tight. Duck, we're about to hit a bee hive!
Save your breath, Margaret.
Even in a million years, we'll never get married.
Don't mean to burst your bubble.
But if I had to date you, I'd rather be buried!



I remember when Gina was ridin', ridin' on my trike.
Felt like I had butterflies in my tummy.
Every time she rode with me, deep inside, I'd feel kinda funny.
And we'd always have lotsa fun.
Sometimes I wonder if she could be the one, be the one, be the one.



I've got a fast trike.
Daddy's mad 'cause I run up all the bills.
Says he's at his wits end with me.
Says "Soon you're gonna have me poppin' pills."
C'mon, stop buggin' me, Margaret!
No, I don't wanna play house with you!
I'm gonna go play with Gina.
We've got all day, we'll find something to do.



I remember when Gina was ridin', ridin' on my trike.
Felt like I had butterflies in my tummy.
Every time she rode with me, deep inside, I'd feel kinda funny.
And we'd always have lotsa fun. Sometimes I wonder if she could be the one, be the one, be the one.



I've got a fast trike.
I've had just about enough of that cough!
Here, I think this is your house.
I've had enough of you. I'm gonna let you off!