Fischer Price Bike

Like questions on a survey
You wanted to know more than a simple hey
A bit personal and intuitive
I didn't know if I could go through with it
But on a scale of 1-10 I'd have to highly recommend
You see she looked like a magazine
And I didn't want to pay cover price
Even though I got my bike from Fischer Price
Never quite grew up to be man enough for a doll like that
But she appreciated me for my chivalry
I knocked on her door and no rat tat tat
I was just waiting like the salesmen i denied
Who had things for me to buy
But like questions on a survey oh shit nevermind
I can't really decide
because a part of me is dead and a part of me is alive
And I can't make up my mind
Am I nice, courteous, secure?
Or just another man who can't find his own cure?
So i delve in alcoholism and hallucinogenic snacks
But she always takes me back
So I guess that's what it's about
You don't have to be the most impressive individual
But only need honest remorse and a desire to stay the course