The Wheels on the Bus

I’ve been meaning to do this for awhile. Here are our versions of the famous song:

The wheels on the bus go round and round
The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish
The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep
The money on the bus goes chingalingaling
The driver on the bus says ‘Move on back!’
The people on the bus go up and down
The daddies on the bus say ‘I love you.’
The mommies on the bus say ‘You’re so sweet.’
The grandmas on the bus say ‘Gimme a kiss.’
The grandpas on the bus say ‘Tickle, tickle, tickle’
The aunties on the bus say ‘I have gum.’
The uncles on the bus say ‘I’m gonna gitcha.’ or ‘pull my finger’
The nurslings on the bus say ‘pah-poo, pah-poo, pah’
The Isaac’s on the bus say ‘bus, bus, TRUCK!’
The babies on the bus say ‘Wa, wa, wa’
The children on the bus say ‘Let’s play games.’
The paint on the bus is yellow, yellow, yellow
The sign on the bus says ‘Please stop now.’
The letters on the bus say ‘B-J-U’
The mirrors on the bus show what’s behind.
The tires on the bus are bald, bald, bald
The grill on the bus is full of bugs
The lights on the bus go blink, blink, blink
The seats on the bus go squeak, squeak, squeak
The floor on the bus is sticky-icky-icky
The windows on the bus they stay closed tight
The doors on the bus they open and close
The A/C on the bus it keeps us cool
The heater on the bus is keeps us warm
The brakes on the bus go skreech, skreech, skreech
The pistons on the bus go in and out
The axel on the bus is cracked, cracked, cracked
The engine on the bus goes vroom, vroom, vroom
The gears on the bus go grind, grind, grind
The clutch on the bus goes smoke, smoke, smoke
The gas on the bus goes slosh, slosh, slosh
The oil on the bus goes burn, burn, burn
The muffler on the bus goes putt, putt, BANG