You did a perfect job last night
You shaved your legs and you washed your bike
And you looked like an olympic cyclist to me
And in the athens velodrome
I listened to the crowd roar you home
You were just a blur when you went passed me

After the trials, after it all
You can see for miles
And I can't see at all

I had a perfect afternoon
The afternoon that i spent with you
In Brighton on the beach and in the sea
And in your tiny council flat
Relive the memories that take you back
To Athens and your rain-soaked sprint for gold

And I knew that you were the one
And I still know it
And I know that you are the only one
With the strength and the sense to get me through it

After the trials, after it all
You can see for miles
And I can't see at all

You did a perfect job last night
You shaved your legs and you washed your bike
And you looked like an olympic cyclist to me
And in your tiny council flat
Relive the memories that take you back
To Athens and your rain-soaked sprint For gold

For gold


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Olympic cyclist song meanings
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    General Commentthis is another amazingly beautiful ballboy song....I met Gordon, who wrote it, last night at Indietracks...he told me what it was all about....
    JCMcGeeon July 28, 2008   Link

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