In the high desert sun, where the trails twist and wind,
Rides a girl with a mono brow, one of a kind.
In her neon green vest, looking puffed up and bright,
She's a sight to behold, under the clear sky's light.

Mono brow in a green down vest
Mono brow in a green down vest
Mono brow in a green down vest
Mono brow in a green down vest

Oh, Mono Brow in a Green Down Vest,
Riding those mountains, she's the best.
Laughing with the boys, leaving dust in her wake,
Memories and moments, every turn she makes.

Through the deserts and mountains,
beneath the blue skies.
That green vest is a legend, a teasing delight,
Brings smiles and laughter, day and night.

With Frida's brow, and a vest aglow,
She pedals through sunshine and snow.
Itu0027s not about fashion, but the comfort she feels,
In that puffy old vest, through the climbs and the wheels.

Oh, Mono Brow in a Green Down Vest,
Riding those mountains, she's the best.
Mono Brow in a green down vest
Mono brow in a green down vest

With fifty years riding, and many more to go,
Sheu0027s a mountain biking legend, and we all know.

Riding those mountains, she's the best.
Laughing with the boys, leaving dust in her wake,
Memories and moments, every turn she makes.
Mono Brow in a Green Down Vest,
Mono Brow in a Green Down Vest
Mmmmmm hmmmmm
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Mmmmm
Green down vest yeah