They're All Out On Their Bikes - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
They're All Out on Their Bikes. Copyright, 1898 by Harry J. Ashitonn and J. W. Turner. Words by Harry J. Ashton. Music by J. W. Turner. 
Now there's nothing in the world that a woman won't do. And there's nothing a woman won't try; She is never content with what man will invent, And she's willing to beat him or die, The bicycle craze has set them ablaze, All women are off of their base; Now when a man will roam to his nice little home. He'll and the hired girl there in his wife's place. 
Chorus. Oh, your wife has gone out on her bike! Your wife has gone out on her bike! And the girl she aid shout: Your wife has gone out: Your wife has gone out on her bike. 
Now happy, indeed, was Tim Murphy one day. As he started with a parson by his side. And he never felt so boyish, in life was so joyish. On the day Miss Gilhooly promised to be a bride; His brain was in a whirl, as hastening to his girl. And the door-bell he loudly rang. The door opened wide, and the hired girl he espied, And this is the song that she sang: 
Chorus. The young lady went out on her bike! The young lady went out on her bike! And the hired girl did say: There'll be no marriage to-day! The young lady's gone out on her bike.