Track 2 of the EP Ruta Nocturna · 2019
Crosstown Owl Bus Mambo
by Max Solano
“Number forty-nine rolls across the sleeping city, and the band rolls with it. Hands on your knees, the clap comes in on the second chorus.”
dance-pop · dance-pop · mambo-pop · handclap pop · 2:53
Lyrics
Number forty-nine, the owl bus rolls Across the city, past the lights and poles Driver's got a smile and a salsa tune Sleepy streets are singing underneath the moon Baker in the back with a tray of rolls Everybody's sharing, nobody's alone Ring the bell, ring the bell Something good is going to swell Hop on the owl bus, let it roll Crosstown mambo, feel the soul Window glass is dancing with the town Hands up high when the bus goes round Hop on the owl bus, don't you stop Mambo from the corner to the top Streetlights flicker in a golden line Dance the whole way, we're feeling fine Nurse in the front with her coffee cup Students in the back with their voices up Lady with the flowers for her sister's door Taps her foot on the sticky floor Every stop a little surprise Dancing in the glow of the neon skies Ring the bell, ring the bell Something good is going to swell Hop on the owl bus, let it roll Crosstown mambo, feel the soul Window glass is dancing with the town Hands up high when the bus goes round Hop on the owl bus, don't you stop Mambo from the corner to the top Streetlights flicker in a golden line Dance the whole way, we're feeling fine Uno, dos, tres, the brass comes in Cuatro, cinco, seis, let the night begin Clap your hands, clap your hands Everybody dance Hop on the owl bus, let it roll Crosstown mambo, feel the soul Window glass is dancing with the town Hands up high when the bus goes round Hop on the owl bus, don't you stop Mambo from the corner to the top Streetlights flicker in a golden line Dance the whole way, we're feeling fine Last stop, sunrise, ring the bell Owl bus mambo, farewell