| Hey, he picks up the kids |
| And he takes 'em to school now |
| And everybody digs him |
| 'Cause he acts so cool now |
| Well, you can catch him every day |
| At three on the dot |
| In his big yellow honey |
| Tacking up in the lot |
| We call him Horace |
| The swingin' school bus driver |
| Knows every cop in town |
| (Knows every cop in town) |
| He’s always shuttin' 'em down |
| (He's always shuttin' 'em down) |
| Well, here he comes now |
| Horace the swingin' school bus driver |
| We never have to hitch |
| We’d rather fight than switch |
| From hot-roddin' Horace |
| You know he flips all the girls |
| Well, they say he’s too much now |
| And you oughta see the way |
| He can double the clutch now |
| With his letterman’s sweater |
| And an ivy league hat |
| He’s got a quarter mile EP |
| One minute flat |
| We call him Horace |
| The swingin' school bus driver |
| We never have to hitch |
| We’d rather fight than switch |
| From hot-roddin' Horace |
| The kids are all a-jumpin' |
| Up and down in their seats |
| 'Cause his radio’s blastin' |
| That Top 40 beat |
| We call him Horace |
| The swingin' school bus driver |
| We never have to hitch |
| We’d rather fight than switch |
| From hot-roddin' Horace |
| Come on, lady, will you move that thing? |