C'mon Let Me Ride Chords

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If you got a sweet tooth, 
You can taste my watermelons 
If the swing set bores you 
I can show you all my talents 
I can wear a tail, like all the b-tches can't 
You can have all this, boy! 
And there's only one thing that I want from you 

     D                     G 
Come on, let me rock your bicycle 
         Em                 A 
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle 
      D                   G 
We can get a little more physical 
       Em                 A 
Baby, after all, it's only natural 
          D               G 
Yeah, come in, come in, come in 
  Em              A 
Run in, run in, run in 
       D                     G 
Come on, let me rock your bicycle 
      Em                  A 
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle 

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I want to ride my bicycle 
I want to ride my bike 

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If the world starts freezing, I can make it hot and humid 
If you get a bee-sting, I can suck out all the poison 
I can make you last, like all the b-tches can't 
Have I made it clear, boy? 
There's only one thing that I want from you 

    D                       G 
Come on, let me rock your bicycle 
       Em                    A 
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle 
      D                      G 
We can get a little more physical 
        Em               A 
Baby, after all, it's only natural 
       D                     G 
Yeah, come in, come in, come in 
   Em              A 
Run in, run in, run in 
   D                         G 
Come on, let me rock your bicycle 
        Em                 A 
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle 
      D 
I'm always f-cking with you 
F|-ck you for thinking it's true 
I'm not like the things in this town 
They make me blew in my mouth 
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I wanna ride on your bike 
Cause you're the boy that I like 
It's like I oughta sell out for you 
But your bikes are shiny and new 

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She's distracted, by my reflectors, man, I can tell the chick is attracted 
My wheels spoke to her, my swing is a chick magnet 
Bagging up chicks like a bag of chips 
With a bag of prophylactics as big as Mick Jagger lips 
Shagging's not something I'm a pro at, but I ain't practicing sh-t 
Allen, Iverson has safe sex, condoms are for practice, man, I skip practice 
Flip backwards while I flip this bike on it's banana seat 
My fantasy is to have you f-ck with a cast tennis 
Got this b-tch gagging, they call me the broad killer 
I'm the cousin of Godzilla 
Cause I spit fire and my dick is draggin' 
Zig zaggin' up the avenue, pulling these chicks in my antagonist 
Waggin', screamin' 

     D                     G 
Come on, let me rock your bicycle 
          Em                  A 
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle 
         D                G 
We can get a little more physical 
      Em                 A 
Baby, after all, it's only natural 
       D                   G 
Yeah, come in, come in, come in 
    Em            A 
Run in, run in, run in 
      D                       G 
Come on, let me rock your bicycle 
     Em                        A 
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle 
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I want to ride my bicycle 
I want to ride my bike