Moustache

Sittin on a corner chillin' with my bus pass

I ain't got a razor so I'm growing a moustache

Looking for a job, waiting on a call back

Ain't got nothing but a dollar so I'm all like

Got a seat in the back and I'm trying to find my groove

Just looking out the window figuring out my mood

I got a seat in the back and I'm trying to find my groove

Looking out the window, looking out the window, yeah

Cuz I hopped off the curb and lifted my feet

To greet the only person that's been drivin this week, and that's me

I used to drop the top in the 5-0, ditch the 405 and hit the back road

Oh no oh no, saw my tire just blow

And I spent all of my money from the bank loan

So now I'm on my own, no juice in the phone

And had to take a bus ride home

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Yo sweet little lady, I'm glad you came

Cuz the bus driver told me that our routes the same

So I take a peek through that windowpane

And everyone's the same till the seasons change

And it feels so real so real so real

But suddenly it ain't so bad

And then you start to feel so real so real so real

And nothing ever makes you sad

[Chorus]

Lemme tell you that I wouldn't have it any other way

Lemme tell you that I wouldn't have it any other way

Lemme tell you that I wouldn't have it any other way

Lemme tell you that I wouldn't have it any other way