BOY: I like that bus driver.

GIRL 1: So did I. Remember the time when . . .

could it be a faded rose from days gone by?

DRIVER: Look at that whale in the woods.

GIRL 2: Where?

DRIVER: Over there.

BOY: I don't see any whale!

DRIVER: Too bad! You missed him.

GIRL 1: There wasn't really a whale!

DRIVER: Yes there was. You just didn't see it.

And did I hear you say, he was a-meetin' you here today . . .

BOY: Ha,Ha. Look at that hippie.

DRIVER: You want me to stop and pick him up?

GIRL 1: You can't give a hippie a ride.

DRIVER: What makes him a hippie?

GIRL 2: He has long hair.

DRIVER: Girls have long hair. Are they hippies too?

BOY: No . . .

to take you to his mansion in the sky.

BOY: I'm always the last one to get off the bus!