The Bus Song

Well, as I was standing at the bus stop

Waiting for the bus

The bus was so long coming

I began to fret and fuss

When at last the bus rolled up

And I stopped in to pay my fare

I’d forgotten where I was going

And what’s more I didn’t care

I said to the driver: Mister –

Where does this bus go?

The driver he said: Baby –

Do you really want to know?

This old bus goes anywhere

It depends on how you feel

And tonight this bus is traveling

Because Love’s Behind The Wheel

Uptown, Downtown, Everywhere, All Around

Uptown, Downtown, Everywhere, All Around

– Cella Coffin