If I were to win one million dollars,
I would go around for a day,
randomly handing out Metro passes to a wide array.
Someone would ride free along with their company
to visit Joey, Mary or Suzie.
Tell the mayor, the council or the people of LA
that I would share free fare all day,
one million dollars ‘cause I won the lottery.
Just imagine smiling faces in each seat!
“All hail to the bus driver and his gas-pedaled feet.”
Girls on the bus won’t fuss and the boys will still be boys,
so save your bus fare or your transit pass.
Double-dutch it on down because this won’t last!
Gonna find this poem on the bus and ask, “Who knows?”
Everyone may start dancing in the street.
No one would complain about their tired swollen feet,
and someone may meet someone
that they otherwise wouldn’t meet.