There’s a girl on my bus
She’s the girl that I like
She’s the girl that I think of
Every day and every night
There’s a girl on my bus
Eyes like a goddess
Skin like an angel
There’s a girl on my bus
She sits just 2 seats down the aisle
I wish that she could see me
Girl on my bus
When you see me look at you
I don’t mean to stare but
The girl on my bus
Doesn’t know my name
The girl on my bus
Won’t care either way
The girl on my bus
Is moving away
What will I do,
Without seeing her each day?
The girl on my bus
Will I ever talk to her?
I really don’t think so
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