text: 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 world
  I’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