Lyrics

Two Guys On Bikes words and music by Scott Yoho

I was walking home when I first saw them
Stangely formal for their mounts
My heart and footsteps became quicker
I was afraid that they might pounce

They both wore white shirts
Clean-cut with DARK TIES
Always on bicycles
Who are these guys?

I slammed the porch door as I ran in
Peered out the mail slot, breathing hard
They both dismounted shinny ten-speeds
And boldly marched together up our yard

They both wore white shirts
Clean-cut with DARK TIES
Always on bicycles
Who are these guys?

Chorus:
Two guys on bikes (They follow me everywhere)
Two guys on bikes (They're always around me)
Two guys on bikes (They follow me everywhere)
Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere

I took a trip to New York City
Thought I'd left these guys behind
Then they appeared from out of nowhere
Or can it be I've lost my mind

They trailed me clear to California
Through every state along the way
Forever ringing peoples' doorbells
Don't ask me what they want. I couldn't say

They both wore white shirts
Clean-cut with DARK TIES
Always on bicycles
Who are these guys?

Chorus

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