Haunting yes. 8. "Truck Driving Man," Terry Fell. Coffee and a jukebox: two things that keep a truck driver going. Terry Fell originally released this track in 1954, heavy with harmonica and fast
Melanie MartinezK-12Rodando de ÔnibusSó estou olhando pela janela e está frio lá foraHá dois garotos gritando atrás de mim e estou bem assustadaContando as árvores conforme elas passamE estou tentando não olhar para o outro lado do corredorPorque o Myles Lending colocou a mão na saia delaE ela está com a mão na calça deleEu sei que o motorista está vendo issoSei que ele está espiando pelo espelho do retrovisorEla não diz nadaTentando ignorar, é entedianteEu estou observando silenciosamenteNão estou dizendo nadaNinguém está nos vendo, não se importamRodando de ônibusEstou me contendo lá na frenteRodando de ônibusOoh‚ ooh‚ oohRodando de ônibusBem, vou acender e passarPoff, puff e passarNão seja um idiota e o amor diz vamos, só passe isso pra cáContando os carros conforme eles passamE estou tentando não olhar para trásPorque o Jason colocou a bunda no vidro da janelaE eu o odeio, o motorista dê uma brecadaEu sei que o motorista está vendo issoSei que ele está espiando pelo espelho do retrovisorEla não diz nadaTentando ignorar, é entedianteEu estou observando silenciosamenteNão estou dizendo nadaNinguém está nos vendo, não se importamRodando de ônibusEstou me contendo lá na frenteRodando de ônibusOoh‚ ooh‚ oohRodando de ônibusOoh‚ ooh‚ oohRodando de ônibusOoh‚ ha ooh oh‚ oohRodando de ônibusNinguém está nos vendo, não se importamRodando de ônibusEstou me contendo lá na frenteRodando de ônibusOoh‚ ooh‚ oohRodando de ônibusRodando de ônibusRodando de ônibusWheels on the BusI'm just looking out the window and it's cold outsideThere are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrifiedCounting trees as they pass me byAnd I'm trying not to look across the aisle'Cuz Myles Lending put his hand up her skirtAnd she's got her hand down his pantsI know the driver sees itI know he's peeking in the rearview mirrorHe says nothingTrying to ignore it, It's fucking boringI'm quietly observingI'm saying nothingNo one's watching us‚ don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh‚ ooh‚ oohWheels on the busWell I'm a light it up and pass itPuff, puff and pass itDon't be a dick and baby say Come on, just pass it over hereCounting cars as they pass me byAnd I'm trying not to look at all behind me'Cause Jason's got his ass on the glassAnd I hate it him‚ driver hit a bump fastI know the driver sees itI know he's peeking in the rearview mirrorHe says nothingTrying to ignore it, It's fucking boringI'm quietly observingI'm saying nothingNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh‚ ooh, oohWheels on the busOoh, ooh oh, oohWheels on the, on the busOOh, ha ooh oh, oohWheels on the busNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, ooh, oohWheels on the busWheels on the busWheels on the bus
DualControl Wheels, The New Standard for Analog Wheels We designed Dual Control Wheels that offer users a variety of experiences--the Volume Wheel for incremental adjustments to sound and the Multi Wheel that controls other analog functions. The wheels are located on the top of the device to prevent accidental adjustments during handling while allowing positive control of
The Wheels On The Bus The wheels on the bus go round and roundRound and roundRound and roundThe wheels on the bus go round and roundRound and roundThe door on the bus goes open and shutOpen and shutOpen and shutThe door on the bus goes open and shutOpen and shutThe wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swishSwish, swish, swishSwish, swish, swishThe wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swishSwish, swish, swishThe horn on the bus go beep, beep, beepBeep, beep, beepBeep, beep, beepThe horn on the bus go beep, beep, beepBeep, beep, beepThe people on the bus go up and downUp and downUp and downThe people on the bus go up and downUp and downThe babies on the bus go wah, wah, wahWah, wah, wahWah, wah, wahThe babies on the bus go wah, wah, wahWah, wah, wahThe mommies on the bus go shh shh shhShh shh shhShh shh shhThe daddies on the bus go shh shh shhShh shh shh As rodas no ônibus As rodas do ônibus dão voltas e mais voltasRodada e voltaRodada e voltaAs rodas do ônibus dão voltas e mais voltasRodada e voltaA porta do ônibus se abre e fechaAbrir e fecharAbrir e fecharA porta do ônibus se abre e fechaAbrir e fecharOs limpadores do ônibus ficam agitados, agitados, agitadosSwish, swish, swishSwish, swish, swishOs limpadores do ônibus ficam agitados, agitados, agitadosSwish, swish, swishA buzina no ônibus apita, apita, apitaBip, bip, bipBip, bip, bipA buzina no ônibus apita, apita, apitaBip, bip, bipAs pessoas no ônibus sobem e descemPara cima e para baixoPara cima e para baixoAs pessoas no ônibus sobem e descemPara cima e para baixoOs bebês no ônibus vão wah, wah, wahWah, wah, wahWah, wah, wahOs bebês no ônibus vão wah, wah, wahWah, wah, wahAs mamães no ônibus vão shh shh shhShh shh shhShh shh shhOs papais no ônibus vão shh shh shhShh shh shh
Thesong is based on the traditional nursery rhyme “Here We Go Round the Mulberry Bush” sharing the same tune. The current version differs from the original in 1939. The original’s first verse was: “The wheels on the bus go round and round round and round, round and round, The wheels on the bus go round and round over the city streets.”. I'm just looking out the window and it's cold outsideThere are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrifiedCounting trees as they pass me byAnd I'm trying not to look across the aisle'Cause Maya's letting Dan put his hand up her skirtAnd she's got her hand down his pantsI know the driver sees itI know he's peeking in the rearview mirrorHe says nothingTrying to ignore it, it's fucking boringI'm quietly observingI'm saying nothingNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, ooh, oohWheels on the busWell, I'ma light it up and pass itPuff, puff, and pass itDon't be a dick and baby say Come on, just pass it over hereCounting cars as they pass me byAnd I'm trying not to look at all behind me'Cause Jason's got his ass on the glassAnd I hate it him, driver hit a bump fastI know the driver sees itI know he's peeking in the rearview mirrorHe says nothingTrying to ignore it, it's fucking boringI'm quietly observingI'm saying nothingNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, ooh, oohWheels on the busOoh, ooh oh, oohWheels on the, on the busOoh, ha ooh oh, ooh, oohWheels on the busNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, wheels on the busOoh, wheels on the busOoh, wheels on the bus
Zoom Zoom, Zoom, We’re Going to the Moon, by The Kiboomers. Driving in My Car, by Super Simple Songs. Down by the Station, by The Kiboomers. Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round, by The Learning Station. Monster Truck Car Wash Song, by The Kiboomers. Let’s Take the Subway, by Super Simple Songs. Transportation Song, by Nancy Kopman.
Wheels On The Bus I'm just looking out the window and it's cold outsideThere are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrifiedCounting trees as they pass me byAnd I'm trying not to look across the aisle'Cause Maya's letting Dan put his hand up her skirtAnd she's got her hand down his pantsI know the driver sees itI know he's peeking in the rearview mirrorHe says nothingTrying to ignore it, it's fucking boringI'm quietly observingI'm saying nothingNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, ooh, oohWheels on the busWell, I'ma light it up and pass itPuff, puff, and pass itDon't be a dick and baby say Come on, just pass it over hereCounting cars as they pass me byAnd I'm trying not to look at all behind me'Cause Jason's got his ass on the glassAnd I hate it him, driver hit a bump fastI know the driver sees itI know he's peeking in the rearview mirrorHe says nothingTrying to ignore it, it's fucking boringI'm quietly observingI'm saying nothingNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, ooh, oohWheels on the busOoh, ooh oh, oohWheels on the, on the busOoh, ha ooh oh, ooh, oohWheels on the busNo one's watching us, don't give a fuckWheels on the busI'm holding it down up in the frontWheels on the busOoh, wheels on the busOoh, wheels on the busOoh, wheels on the bus Rodas do Ônibus Eu estou apenas olhando pela janela e está frio lá foraHá dois garotos gritando atrás de mim e eu estou aterrorizadaContando as árvores enquanto elas passam por mimE eu estou tentando não olhar para o outro lado do corredorPorque Maya está deixando Dan colocar a mão por baixo da saia delaE ela está com mão está dentro das calças deleEu sei que o motorista vê issoEu sei que ele fica espiando pelo retrovisorEle não diz nadaEstou tentando ignorar, isso é chato pra caralhoEu observo quietamenteNão digo nadaNão há ninguém nos vigiando, estão pouco se fudendoRodas do ônibusEstou me mantendo firme aqui na frenteRodas do ônibusOoh, ooh, oohRodas do ônibusBom, eu vou acender um e passarDois tragos e eu passoNão seja um idiota e, baby, diga Vamos lá, passa pra cáContando carros enquanto eles passam por mimE eu estou tentando não olhar para trásPorque o Jason está com sua bunda no vidroE eu odeio ele, motorista, passe em um quebra-molas rápidoEu sei que o motorista vê issoEu sei que ele fica espiando pelo retrovisorEle não diz nadaEstou tentando ignorar, isso é chato pra caralhoEu observo quietamenteNão digo nadaNão há ninguém nos vigiando, estão pouco se fudendoRodas do ônibusEstou me mantendo firme aqui na frenteRodas do ônibusOoh, ooh, oohRodas do ônibusOoh, ooh oh, oohRodas do, do ônibusOoh, ha ooh oh, oohRodas do ônibusNão há ninguém nos vigiando, estão pouco se fudendoRodas do ônibusEstou me mantendo firme aqui na frenteRodas do ônibusOoh, rodas do ônibusOoh, rodas do ônibusOoh, rodas do ônibus
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17 The Wheels on the Bus. The wheels on the bus go round and round, Round and round, round and round. The wheels on the bus go round and round, All day long. The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish. The hooter on the bus goes beep, beep, beep. The people on the bus go chatter, chatter, chatter. The babies on the bus go wah, wah, wah. 18. sXCxH6.
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