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Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine

Every mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

That's the way the whole thing started
Silly but it's true
Thinkin' of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow

Every mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say   Please share my umbrella   Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows   Under my umbrella      All that summer we enjoyed it   Wind and rain and shine   That umbrella, we employed it   By August, she was mine      Every mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop   Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought   All the people stared as if we were both quite insane   Someday my name and hers are going to be the same      That's the way the whole thing started   Silly but it's true   Thinkin' of a sweet romance   Beginning in a queue      Came the sun the ice was melting   No more sheltering now   Nice to think that that umbrella   Led me to a vow      Every mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop   Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought   All the people stared as if we were both quite insane   Someday my name and hers are going to be the same      Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say   Please share my umbrella   Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows   Under my umbrella      All that summer we enjoyed it   Wind and rain and shine   That umbrella, we employed it   By August, she was mine