Titel:		BUS STOP
Interpret:	THE HOLLIES
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Bus Stop, wet day, she's there, I say:
"Please share my umbrella."
Bus comes, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella.
AII that summer we enjoyed it,
Wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it,
By August she was mine.

E'very morning I would see her,
Waiting at the stop.
Sometimes she'd shop
And she would show me what she'd bought.

Other people stared
As if we were both quite insane.
Some day my name
And hers are going to be the same.

That's the way the whole thing started.
Silly, but it's true,
Thinking of a sweet romance,
Beginning in that queue.

Came the sun, the lice was melting,
No more shelt'ring now.
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow.

Bus Stop, wet day, she's there, I say:
"Please share my umbrella." . . .