I'm just looking out the window and it's cold outside There are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrified Counting trees as they pass me by And I'm trying not to look across the aisle 'Cause Myles lending, put his hand up her skirt And she's got her hand down his pants I know the driver sees it I know he's peeking in the rearview mirror He says nothing Trying to ignore it, It's fucking boring I'm quietly observing I'm saying nothing No one's watching us Don't give a fuck Wheels on the bus I'm holding it down Up in the front Wheels on the bus Ooh, ooh, ooh Wheels on the bus Well Imma light it up and pass it Puff, puff, and pass it Don't be a dick and baby say "Just come on and pass it over here" Counting cars as they pass me by And I'm trying to not look at all behind me Because Jason's got his ass on the glass And I hate it when we're driving and we hit a bump fast I know the driver sees it I know he's peeking in the rearview mirror He says nothing Trying to ignore it, It's fucking boring I'm quietly observing I'm saying nothing No one's watching us Don't give a fuck Wheels on the bus I'm holding it down Up in the front Wheels on the bus Ooh, ooh, ooh Wheels on the bus Ooh, ooh, ooh Wheels on the, on the bus Oooh, ha oooh, ooh Wheels on the bus No one's watching us Don't give a fuck Wheels on the bus I'm holding it down Up in the front Wheels on the bus Ooh, ooh, ooh Wheels on the bus Wheels on the bus Wheels on the bus