Hot Chip
I Ride, You Ride, We Ride
Out on the nighthall road again i'm leaving and turning upon a friend please close the door, let us talk no more it's out here i may find my reasons for hanging and burning upon a tree bicycle tyre to guide me a light in the night i can't walk towards the street has a dark end that's ours no more a light in the night we can't walk towards the street has a dark end that's ours no more you ride, we ride, in my ride in my ride, we ride you ride, we ride, in my ride in my ride, we ride ooh ee ah... you ride, we ride, in my ride in my ride, we ride you ride, we ride, in my ride in my ride, we ride out on the nighthall road again i'm leaving and turning upon a friend please close the door, let us talk no more it's out here i may find my reasons for
From Letras Mania