If you were a DJ
You would
If you were a DJ
You would
If you were a DJ
You would give me a beat
If you were a DJ
You would give me a beat
And if you were a busrider
You’d give me a seat
If you were Jack Horner
I’d be blueberry pie
And if you were my dealer
You would just get me high
Death can be nobody
It’s just like a ghost
Give me headache, give me pain
And I’ll like you the most
So love me or leave me But don’t be so Miss Dizzy
I don’t care how you get here
Won’t you please just come and see me?
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
If you were a bank account
You’d be overdrawn
You’d grow up in a project
Second rated single mom
And now you had the spin of wheels
You’re down on your luck
Don’t book the number nine
I’m comin' to pick you up Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
Give me some pain
Don’t throw me no pain
And please don’t show pain
And please don’t show pain
Give me some pain
Don’t throw me no pain
And please don’t show pain
And please don’t show pain
If you were a D If you were a D If you were a DJ
You would give me a beat
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
If you were a bread
You would just give me jam
I swear on my peanut butter
Here in Japan
Take me to Tokyo
Show me my radio
Give my Romeo
On my s-s-stereo
S-s-stereo
S-s-stereo
Stereo
Stereo
You’re too broke to drive
I’ll make you mine
You’re too broke to drive
I’ll make you mine
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine
Busrider
You’re too broke to drive
Busrider
I’ll make you mine