Текст песни Herman`s Hermits - Last Bus Home
Herman`s Hermits - Last Bus Home слова песни
(Peter Cowap)You`ve walked out on the in crowdwith a girl that you`ve just metfor a little late night livin` on your ownand you want to dance till morning withthis piece of fairer sexand she says it`s late and wants to head for homeand it`s all part of the last bus homein a gigantic green house where the late night buses stopyou`ll be waiting for another half an hourwith a man dressed in a raincoatwith a piece of string aroundand a man whose dressed in mohair claims his car has broken downand it`s all part of the last bust homefor a moment you must swallow your pridereach in your pocket for the money for your ridewidespread a thousand eyesthis girl you`ve met tonight won`t even steal a kisswith a rocking, jogging motion you`re about to take a rideon a public corporation`s road domainwith the silver rails surroundingand the smoke that fills the airand a weary bus conductor climbs the stairsand it`s all part of the last busall part of the last bus home