Well, I'm cruising round the city
Looking for a brand new friend
Yeah, I gotta have some action
Before they get me in the end
So I ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Well, my mummy used to beat me
whenever anything was wrong
That's the stuff that makes you tough, now
Helps you get along
So I ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Well, I've done a lot of bad things
Ain't no point in going back
Because I know just to well
When I die, I go to hell
So I ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
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