Verse 1
Now George been driving a bus for ten years
En route through midtown for all the high gears

On at 12 off at 8
Step to the back or you'll all be late
Its 6 am and the rush is starting

That's three hours past Rosa's departing
Smells like her name the apple of his eye
Dominican sunshine always says hi

Not a care in the world walks home with a flair
After scrubbing the walls and floors in Times Square
Most men stare Stress brings flowers

That's Mr. Franklin Stress man of the hour
Man of the year in fortune 500
Both sights on the prize Ms. Rosa his hunted

And oh so stressed only brings home a hundred
Only owns one dress Stress throws her a hundred
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Hunt for rent pull gun for food
Ain't no savings barely shoes
Welcome to wonderland dance the blues

Where the sale of another man is barely news
8 in the morning hitting snooze
Time to report in or click those shoes

This is my wonderland dance the blues
'Cause the sale of another man is barely news
Verse2

Rosa's admirers come in all colors
Black, white, red, yellow and the others
Funders of dreams and lenders of hopes

Investors with schemes won't tug those ropes
Push those buttons the bus stops here
No mixed message her signal is so clear

She wants a man that can be sincere
That can bear her heart be her financier
She got soulful curves from her hair to the rear

To the front of the bus she likes to watch George steer
And imagine that those working hands were on her
Turning on all the curves feeling the nerve

Feeling like a nerd is what George is used to
Fill in for the herd and accepts the abuse too
And it's so clear that Rosa likes George

Yet so unfair her whole life is chores
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Verse 3
Now Rosa got stress because she got no money

Knowing if she gets with Stress life is honey
So sweet he is no crash test dummy
His cash is the best and his outlook is sunny

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
George can't seem to make a paycheck last
Lives off of credit gambles his cash

Spends his last then dips in the stash
He reminds her of dad always living fast
Yeah he got a vision but his motivation lacks

Choices are limited potatoes or hash?
Rosa chose steak don't stress that trash
And most won't get what the moral of the story was

And I don't want to bore you with the plot and the story board
Stress you out with George and Stress vying for Ms. Rosa's love
Or who she chose when the day was done to go home to

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