| Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say | |
| Please share my umbrella | |
| Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows | |
| Under my umbrella | |
| All that summer we enjoyed it | |
| Wind and rain and shine | |
| That umbrella, we employed it | |
| By August, she was mine | |
| Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop | |
| Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought | |
| All the people stared as if we were both quite insane | |
| Someday my name and hers are going to be the same | |
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| That's the way the whole thing started | |
| Silly but it's true | |
| Thinkin' of a sweet romance | |
| Beginning in a queue | |
| Came the sun the ice was melting | |
| No more sheltering now | |
| Nice to think that that umbrella | |
| Led me to a vow | |
| Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop | |
| Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought | |
| Other people stared as if we were both quite insane | |
| Someday my name and hers are going to be the same | |
| Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say | |
| Please share my umbrella | |
| Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows | |
| Under my umbrella | |
| All that summer we enjoyed it | |
| Wind and rain and shine | |
| That umbrella, we employed it | |
| By August, she was mine |