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Bike rap....

breezin'
in my
hot red car
i see you
standin'
by your bike
rubbin'

your knees

lady
you are lookin' good
you say
but sorry
boy
can't say the
same for you
standin'
as you are
by your bike
rubbin'

your knees

knees
you say
playin' up

jeez
you the
third man
this week
who
told
me
'bout his
dodgy knees
this
some disease
goin' round?
but
mine ok
well
i guess
mine
pretty good
the way
you
lookin'
at 'em

i need
to find
some
hot young nurse
you say
to
rub my knees
when I am old

fuck
i think
not another one

and
by the way
you say
why did you leave me?