bus driver from hell
i see you standing there on the corner,
sticking your arm out
waiting for me with your fare in your hand.
and yeah i’ll stop for you,
not cause i want to, but cause i have to.
then you’ll get on
and try to stick your coins in the tiny narrow slot.
and if i’m really cranky this morning,
cause my big butt woman didn’t give me any ass,
i’ll stop and go,
slam the brakes
hit the gas,
hoping you stumble and fall
and dirty your nice clean pants
on my wet sticky floor.
so hurry up and sit your ass down,
as we ride through the fumes,
on this bus ride round town.
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