Written By: Chevella King

Life Ain’t Nothing but the Bus You Have to Ride Home

Life ain’t nothing but the bus you have to ride home.
Your car broke down.
And you don’t know whom to call.
It’s too far to walk.
And the bus seems to be running a the pace of a baby’s crawl.
Life ain’t nothing but the bus you have to ride home.

Life Ain’t Nothing but the Hokey Pokey Sometimes

Life ain’t nothing but the hokey pokey sometimes.
You put your whole body in.
You take your whole body out.
You put your whole body in.
And then you shake it all about.
Life ain’t nothing but the hokey pokey sometimes.