We stopped in the middle of the road
No hard shoulders to call safe grounds
Non empty that passed by
You see this situation could have been avoided
If I listened to my instinct
And the strange noise from the trotro
Just before it moved
Mate, stop, stop I dropped something
Could have got me out of this
Predicament and to a place on route
Close to home now
No AA or RAC to call for assistant
Bells of frustration rang
By the passengers, gathering weight
Something would have to give
And that is the mate calculating
How much to charge us
Customer service in the trotro
He would get a slap
It is just a matter of time
Too many hands are being thrown
In the air right now, he would get a slap
I just see it coming, a slap is called for
He would get a slap, for sure
With your words, I can imagine your experience.
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