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On board a bus, a day with you
Tons of fun, a cocktail or two
Good laughs, good luck, good company
The bus is packed, no seats are free

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We surf the ride, I hold that bar

I hold you near, never that far
Around your waist, all in balance,

Stuck on me, this is the bus ride challenge​

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We need no seats, I keep you tight

Even when we swing from left to right
Standing on solid grounds
Ups and downs, all arounds

My stomach against your waist and back
My nose in your air, my lips on your neck
Your scent is like vanilla delights
I dream of that the whole bumpy ride

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​We surf the ride, I hold that bar

I hold you near, never that far
Around your waist, keeping us in balance
Stuck on you, this is the bus ride challenge

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​The bus stops at the end of the line

The driver asks, if we are fine
All are empty, no taken seats found

But sir, we’d rather stand another round

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​We surf the ride, I hold that bar

I hold you near, never that far
Around your waist, all in balance
Stuck on you, this is the bus ride challenge



We surf the ride, I hold that bar
I hold you near, never that far​
 

No destination, how bizarre
I don’t really care where we are