Wheels on the Bus

I'm just looking out the window and it's cold outside

There are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrified

Counting trees as they pass me by

And I'm trying not to look across the aisle

'Cause Myles lending, put his hand up her skirt

And she's got her hand down his pants

I know the driver sees it I know he's peeking in the rearview mirror

He says nothing

Trying to ignore it, It's fucking boring

I'm quietly observing

I'm saying nothing

No one's watching us

Don't give a fuck

Wheels on the bus

I'm holding it down

Up in the front

Wheels on the bus

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Wheels on the bus

Well Imma light it up and pass it

Puff, puff, and pass it

Don't be a dick and baby say "Just come on and pass it over here"

Counting cars as they pass me by

And I'm trying to not look at all behind me

Because Jason's got his ass on the glass

And I hate it when we're driving and we hit a bump fast

I know the driver sees it I know he's peeking in the rearview mirror

He says nothing

Trying to ignore it, It's fucking boring

I'm quietly observing

I'm saying nothing

No one's watching us

Don't give a fuck

Wheels on the bus

I'm holding it down

Up in the front

Wheels on the bus

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Wheels on the bus

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Wheels on the, on the bus

Oooh, ha oooh, ooh

Wheels on the bus

No one's watching us

Don't give a fuck

Wheels on the bus

I'm holding it down

Up in the front

Wheels on the bus

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Wheels on the bus

Wheels on the bus

Wheels on the bus