Reading Her Paper

Got on to the bus in my usual

Half-asleep daze

Happened to gaze around

And then I saw her

Sitting there right next to me

I pretended to be

Reading her paper

Checking out the mornin' news

Catching up on the world

My, she's a pretty girl

My, she's a pretty girl

I thought I'd speak to her

Though I didn't know

Just what to say, think of a way

She's knows you're looking at her

But by then she'd turned to me

Again, I pretended to be

Reading her paper

Checking out the mornin' news

Catching up on the world

My, she's a pretty girl

My, she's a pretty girl

What if she gets off at the next stop

And gets lost in the rush of the crowd?

Why am I scared to show her

That I would like to know her?

Now, she's getting up, and I realize

Soon she'll be gone

Could I be wrong?

I think she's smiling at me

Sometime I don't know just when

I know I'll see her again

Reading her paper

Checking out the mornin' news

Catching up on the world

My, what a pretty girl

My, she's a pretty girl

Reading her paper

Checking out the mornin' news

Catching up on the world

Reading her paper