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Papers in the
Bowler hat on
to the bus stop
He's for his bed

Waiting with his
In the hour queue
Got to get the bus

So for him to do
He's got to hurry, got to get his
miss his place, got to rest his feet

Ten minutes till he gets there
The nearly done
It's getting so hard these
Not so much fun

His wanders to the office
His telephone, desk and
He's been with the company
treated him real fair

Think of seven
and end in 'C'
Like a big car
But misspelt a 'D'

I wish bus'd get a move on
taking his time
I just don't know be late

Oh dear, will the boss say?
Pull together now
get in a state

Don't you worry, there's no
a lovely day
Could all be your way

Take the advice
Let up, enjoy your
Listen to what say
It's not a game play

Never get there at rate
He's up in a jam
a meeting this morning
It's just his luck, oh

His hand in his pocket
For his
Pearls of sweat on his
His pulse-beat so brief

Eyes fall on his watch
The seconds pass slow
for the hot air
But the pain, it won't go

Tried to ask for
But can't to speak a word
are whispered frantically
But don't to be heard

What about the wife and
They all on me

so sorry, we told you not to hurry
Now it's just too
You've got a date
We we made it clear

We all voiced our fears
We it up to you
There's we can do