Eight in the morning, construction wakes me up
and down the on the street the bum
is yelling at trucks gone by
Well I'm on tonight 'til 10:05 your time
and I'll end the night with strangers on my line
On the bus today, just another stray
where the broken hearts go and ride away
Sir, thanks for the ride tonight
Always pass through Sunnydale this time
the dealer's standing at the door and I'm sat down
One's playin Quest in the tape deck in back
and another one is prayin' he gets back
I know I see the billboard
I know I'll be getting off, getting home soon
I know I see the billboard
I know I'll be seein' ya, seein' ya soon
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