Yonkis Sobre Ruedas

Yesterday I went to Declathon to buy myself a bike
It was a mountain bike like my cousin Enrique's
I also got some cycling shorts to show off
Indurain's helmet, Lale Cubino's gloves
And I took a good hit
And now I'm ready to hit the road
Alpe D'Huez, no longer scares me
Pedal as much as you can
Because we are wheels junkies
Run, run, for what you love the most
Cutting through the wind, wheels junkies
The saddle digs into me, between the pastry and the scrotum
But against the pain, I take this and go like a motorbike
I have a secret potion in the bottle
Amphetamine and Peta-Zeta to reach the finish line first
And I took a good hit
And now I'm ready to hit the road
Alpe D'Huez, nothing scares me
A little EPO and I'm as good as new
Watch out for Armstrong, he's missing a ball
The Tour De France, La Vuelta a España
Give your body joy through the vein
Your body is for giving joy and good things
Give your body joy through the vein
Hey, through the vein, arrr