Spike strip ain’t stopping us ‘cause we got a tight whip
Wroom wroom
Everybody wanna roll with us
You know it’s us when we pull up, you know what’s up
No doubt we’re coming to rock your city
Sold out, sold out, that’s a pity
But we’ll start up a party out on the street yeah
It’s gonna be hot, gonna be loud, gonna be wet, gonna be wild
Hit the west coast, hills and Melrose, take me to LA
Hop on a plane, ritz and the rain, head to the UK
Yeah this life’s real crazy, yeah this life’s real crazy
Still we all know, we got a home, when we live on the road
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
They go ‘round and ‘round, they go ‘round and ‘round
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
I’m loving it, loving it
Pack my suitcase
My God! Every night, there going buck wild
That’s how we do you know it
Roll with us, get on the bus
When we pull up, you know what’s up
Feels like we’re dreaming with eyes wide open
Show stopper hey stopper, where’re you going
‘Cause we’re starting a party out on the street
It’s gonna be hey, gonna be ho, gonna be high, gonna be low
Hit the west coast, hills and melrose, take me to LA
Hop on a plane, ritz and the rain, head to the UK
Yeah this life’s real crazy, yeah this life’s real crazy
Still we all know, we got a home, when we live on the road
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
They go ‘round and ‘round, they go ‘round and ‘round
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
I’m loving it, loving it, lov-loving it
Roll with us, get on the bus
When we pull up, you know what’s up
Roll with us, get on the bus
When we pull up, you know what’s up
Loving it, loving it
Hit the west coast, hills and melrose, take me to LA
Hop on a plane, ritz and the rain, head to the UK
Hit the west coast, hills and melrose, take me to LA
Hop on a plane, ritz and the rain, head to the UK
Yeah this life’s real crazy, yeah this life’s real crazy
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
They go ‘round and ‘round, they go ‘round and ‘round
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
I’m loving it, loving it
Pack my suitcase
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
They go ‘round and ‘round, they go ‘round and ‘round
The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round
Pa-pa-pa-pack my suitcase
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