Got on to the bus, in my usual,
Half asleep daze,
Happened to gaze around
And then I saw her,
Sitting there right next to me,
I pretended to be
Reading her paper
Checking out the mornin' news
Catching up on the world
My, she's a pretty girl
My, she's a pretty girl
I thought I'd speak to her
Though I couldn't know
Just what to say,
Think of way
She's knows your looking at her,
But by then she'd turned to me
Again I pretended to be
Reading her paper
Checking out the mornin' news
Catching up on the world
My, she's a pretty girl
My, she's a pretty girl
What if she gets off, at the next stop,
And gets lost in the rush of the crowd
Why am I, scared to show her
That I, would like to know her
Now she's getting up
And I realise
Soon she'll be gone,
Could I be wrong
I think she's smiling at me,
Sometime I don't know just when,
I know I'll see her again
Reading her paper
Checking out the mornin' news
Catching up on the world
My, what a pretty girl
My, she's a pretty girl
Reading her paper
Checking out the mornin' news
Catching up on the world
Reading her paper
Checking out the mornin' news
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