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Bus Stopwet dayshe's there
I say:
Please share my umbrella.
Bus comesbus goesshe stayslove grows
Under my umbrella.AII that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it
By August she was mine.E'very morning I would see her
Waiting at the stop.
Sometimes she'd shop
And she would show me what she'd bought.
Other people stared
As if we were both quite insane.
Some day my name
And hers are going to be the same.
That's the way the whole thing started.
Sillybut it's true
Thinking of a sweet romance
Beginning in that queue.
Came the sunthe lice was melting
No more shelt'ring now.
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow.
Bus Stopwet dayshe's there
I say:
Please share my umbrella.. . .
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