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Over and under we ride
In love with the suicide
Here we f*** with disaster
And careful is something to hide

So come give this trick a try
Push it faster you b******
And over this mountain you glide
No, you're not gonna last if you can't push it past

Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that

Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop
Nicole, I was only ten years old

S***, I left my cell phone at home, It's just a broken collar bone
Walk it off, you big pussy, and get your ass back on the bike
It's time to go lay some pipe or just watch me get nice
I'ma school you on how to get high
Then go home tell your friends how you bite all my style

Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that

Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop

Nicole, you got this moto licked
The Hutch kids are off the list
All the skyway's are being fixed
Walky talkies and stolen s***

Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, Webco and Mongoose
[Incomprehensible]
Nicole, I was only ten years old

Is there a love in your life 'cause I wanna be your wife
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a bicycle up in the sky
You didn't say you could fly, now I know where I stand
And I'm tired of life on the ground
Lose my soul when I'm down up your ramp, I am found

Hey Nicole, what's that you got?
Is that a black turbo diamond back?
A JMC racing bike?
Man, I wish I had one like that

Nicole, you stole my soul
With your cute little bunny hop
Your radical table top
Girl, I wished you would never stop

Nicole, you got this moto licked
The Hutch kids are off the list
All the skyway's are being fixed
Walky talkies and stolen s***

Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, Webco and Mongoose
[Incomprehensible]
Nicole, I was only ten years old
[Incomprehensible]