Use Me Up

I’m an old used bicycle with blue paint and some busted spokes
Stuck in the garage with broken handles
I’m collecting dust with those baseball cards I rust
And I’m looking for a friend in Mickey Mantle
Oh take me down the biggest hill
I’ll be there when you need a thrill
And I’ll keep wishing hoping
That you won’t leave me broken
Use me up, till you use me up
I’m your daddy’s record sitting on a crooked shelf
Just a lonely scratched up hand me down
But oh I had my day lined up next to Stevie Ray
Could set fire to the deadest bar in town
Oh drop the needle make me sing
You’ll become my kitchen dancing queen
And I’ll keep wishing hoping
You won’t leave me frozen
Use me up, use me up
Use me up, use me up
Oh take me down the biggest hill
I’ll be there when you need a thrill
And I’ll keep wishing hoping
That you won’t leave me frozen
Use me up, don’t use me up
Use me up, use me up