Boys And Buses

I had a broken heart and a broken heel

And a break down when those big old wheels

Left with him and left me in a cloud of deep old dust

She was sitting there

With her beehive hair

And said, "Honey, that's a waste of good mascara."

She handed me a pink Kleenex

And I'll never forget what she said next,

"Boys and buses got a lot in common

They both pick up speed when you

Try to stop 'em

You could waste your breath

You could scream and cuss 'em

But there's no use chasing after boys and buses."

She said, "Some leave with a guitar case,

And some wind up at an army base,

And some make out much under the hood,

And some roll it on out to Hollywood.

But the cost is lost when the ticket's bought

And you can't catch what don't wanna be caught

But when those tail lights start to dim

There's another one coming right around the bend 'cause...

Boys and buses got a lot in common

They both pick up speed when you

Try to stop 'em

You could waste your breath

You could scream and cuss 'em

But there's no use chasin' after boys and buses

Sometimes love and transportation

Will spin their wheels and keep you waiting

But anytime you think you've missed it,

Just give it ten or fifteen minutes.

Boys and buses got a lot in common

They both pick up speed when you

Try to stop 'em

You could waste your breath

You could scream and cuss 'em

But there's no use chasing after boys and buses

Yeah, there's no use chasing after boys and buses."