Bicycle Song - Live

I'm a pedal pusher, handlebar gripper
Four square inches on the ground
I'm a gear shifter, curb hugger
On two thin tires goin' round, and round, and round

Mama took the training wheels off yesterday
I've skinned my elbows, knees and hands, been riding all day
Daddy says, "Stay in the driveway, far away from cars."
We're running out of band-aids and I'm still not going far

I'm a pedal pusher, handlebar gripper
Four square inches on the ground
I'm a gear shifter, curb hugger
On two thin tires goin' round, and round, and round

Dad and I went to the park to practice riding more
He said to Mom before we left, "Tomorrow I'll be sore."
All day he ran beside me and he held on to the seat
He said to Mom, "I'm out of shape, got blisters on my feet."

I'm a pedal pusher, handlebar gripper
Four square inches on the ground
I'm a gear shifter, curb hugger
On two thin tires going round and round and round

Today I went around the block and up and down the hill
When school starts up next fall, I'll go just anywhere I will
I'm practicing my wheelies and my turn-arounds-in-air
I don't know why my Mama says I'm giving her gray hair

I'm a pedal pusher, handlebar gripper
Four square inches on the ground
I'm a gear shifter, curb hugger
On two thin tires going round, and round, and round

I took my sister for a ride while it was still light
I stood up and I pedaled while she squealed and held on tight
Left skid marks up and down the street, thrilled her to the bone
She said she's old enough to ride and wants one of her own

Now she's a pedal pusher, handlebar gripper
Four square inches on the ground
Now she's a gear shifter, curb hugger
On two thin tires going round, and round, and round, and round
And round, and round, and round