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MR. BUS DRIVER
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Mr. Bus Driver
lyrics by McPatrick Head
music by Faxed Head
Sexy thong bikinis
Are the latest rage
I package them in small bags
I make minimum wage
Insert a square of cardboard
Sticker the front, and I'm through
Most of us who work here
Start the day by sniffing glue
Mr. Bus Driver
Hurry it along
Four days straight now
I've done wrong
I've been late for my job
Packing up thongs
Mr. Bus Driver
Hurry it along
The bags are made in China
The thongs assembled in Macao
The girls on the beach are nearly naked
I wish I was with them now
It's hot and it's sweaty
In this warehouse, and between their legs
We are all frustrated people
Human powderkegs
Mr. Bus Driver
Hurry it along
My state caseworker
Will say he knew it all along
That I was unfit
That I do not belong
Mr. Bus Driver
Hurry it along
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Mr. Bus Driver lyrics by McPatrick Head music by Faxed Head Sexy thong bikinis Are the latest rage I package them in small bags I make minimum wage Insert a square of cardboard Sticker the front, and I'm through Most of us who work here Start the day by sniffing glue Mr. Bus Driver Hurry it along Four days straight now I've done wrong I've been late for my job Packing up thongs Mr. Bus Driver Hurry it along The bags are made in China The thongs assembled in Macao The girls on the beach are nearly naked I wish I was with them now It's hot and it's sweaty In this warehouse, and between their legs We are all frustrated people Human powderkegs Mr. Bus Driver Hurry it along My state caseworker Will say he knew it all along That I was unfit That I do not belong Mr. Bus Driver Hurry it along
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