Bike
I've got a bike.You can ride it if you like.It's got a basket, a bell that rings,and things to make it look good.I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things.
I've got a cloak, it's a bit of a joke.There's a tear up the front, it's red and black,I've had it for months.If you think it could look good then I guess it should.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my worldI'll give you anything, everything, if you want things
I know a mouse and he hasn't got a house.I don't know why I call him Gerald.He's getting rather old but he's a good mouse.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things.
I've got a clan of gingerbread men.Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.Take a couple if you wish, they're on the dish.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.I'll give you anything, everything, if you want things
I know a room of musical tunes.Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.