La Nina de La Calle

Wearing those cats eye sunglasses,
She got on the bus.
The girl of the street,
She got on the bus.
Five foot six, long blonde hair,
She got on the bus.

She told me she was five
She got on the bus.
And that I was her daddy.
She got on the bus.
Her drivers license says that she is fifty-two.
She got on the bus.
She told me there was a mistake.
She got on the bus.


She was going away.
She got on the bus.
For the third time , she was going away.
She got on the bus.
She was going to Mexicali.
She got on the bus.
Thirty-six hours to Mexicali.
She got on the bus.
Leaving me with this hole in my chest.
She got on the bus.


Always going away, she is.
She got on the bus
Leaving this hole in my chest , she does.
She got on the bus.
Only thirty-six hours away.
She got on the bus.
Blurring past the places and the people.
She got on the bus.