One fine day, walkin' home through the forest i saw a wolf wanderin' by. We mosied along awhile, enjoying the sun and smell of root and leaf in the air til the city street hit our feets and, finding ourselfs outside a House of Rock, she asked if i wanted to danse...so we dansed an' dansed til the dawn and while we dansed she whispered in ma ear...
Now you're talking - real quality. Used to be known as the singing busman before being discovered. Used to drive a bus and passengers were impressed with the singing coming from his cab.