As she walked along the interstate
She never thought she'd find her a date
But on that day, their paths would cross
The driver and his bus were the on way

She was sopping wet from head to toe
Traveling heavy, with nowhere to go
Thumbed a ride, and he happily obliged
They both would roll along the muddy road

Idle chatter seemed to matter
Praised her smile, and she was flattered
Sparks would fly between him and her
How far could this go?

So with further talk, they sped through the lane
She opened up 'bout her life and her plane
Loved the sky, and all it contained
and so to her surprise, he felt the same

How he wished his bus could rise up
Fly along to new horizons
Birds of a feather flocked together
He'd hate to go it alone

Idle chatter seemed to matter
Praised his driving, and he was flattered
Sparks increased between him and her
Could he take her home?

The lady wing-walker was a doll
This bus ride won't be lonesome at all
That handsome bus driver was so tall
She might just stay

So they raced on as the evening grew dark
He felt assured of what was in his heart
Gained the courage to say what he felt
But then it came the time to disembark

Idle chatter seemed to matter
Praised her smile, and she was flattered
Gave the hint he'd like to have her
But she had to go