Girl at the Bus Stop
Driving by your back is turned, yet still
You turn my head
Your long blonde hair, your high-heeled
Boots, your stunning dress; blood red
I must be gone, I should drive on, I’m
Drawn in by your taint
Emotion made by mystery, the perfect face
I paint

I want to meet the girl at the bus stop

Almost past, I stop the car; I need to
See your face
The perfect image that I’ve formed of
Yu makes my heart pace
Car engines off but mine’s on fire,
Heating up I’m drawn to you
Passion fueled by enigma, lost control
Of what I want to do

I want to meet the girl at the bus stop
I want to meet the girl at the bus stop

Driving by your back is turned, yet still
You turn my head
Your long blonde hair, your high-heeled
Boots, your stunning dress; blood red
I must be gone, I should drive on, I’m
Drawn in by your taint
Emotion made by mystery, the perfect face
I paint

I want to meet the girl at the bus stop
I want to meet the girl at the bus stop
I want to meet the girl at the bus stop
I want to meet the girl at the bus stop