He's a Fixie Rebel

"See the way he rides his Fixie down the street
Watch the way he tries to find his feet
My, he holds his head up high
When he goes skidding by, he's my guy
When he holds my hand, I'm so proud
'Cause he's not just one of the FW crowd
My baby's always the one to try
the things they've never done
And just because of that, they say
He's a rebel and he'll never ever be any good
He's a rebel 'cause he never ever does what he should
But just because he doesn't do what everybody else does
Except drink only PBR and wear ironic facial hair
That's no reason why I can't give him all my love
He's always good to me, always treats me tenderly
'Cause he's not a rebel, oh, no, no, no
He's not a rebel, oh, no, no, no, to me
If they don't like him that way
They won't like me after today
I'll be standing right by his side when they say
He's a Fixie Rebel…"

-Apology to The Crystals