Bike

Oh listen it's getting dark
and my place seems  
so far far far away
and I've got my bike stolen
between my drunken hours
so take me home tonight
listen boys on a white scooter
cut the door hand  
and ran away away away with it
I know you've stolen one
a secret between you and me
so take me home tonight
scared that's what you are
never tried to take it out and
ride along, along, alone
I know you're nicely dressed but
you've got no excuses
you take me home tonight