Big Trucks Suck (Sometimes)

So I'm walking down the street, right?

It's just little old me
my heart near the sea
walking down the sidewalk

There he drives
his truck sounds like hives
I'm running to the crosswalk

I'm late again
Me with my mother hen
We might miss our train

And then I hear
with my right ear
a horn saying "hey babe"

I turn around
he sees my frown
as I raise my right hand

And there he goes
Now he's off of the road
because sir that was so lame

Author's Note

Theres no grammar anywhere, sorry. And sorry for the rhyming falling off, but it really was a lame situation. Thats the best word to describe it