Let me tell you 'bout my morning...

Standing at the stop, yeah I'm looking clean

Bus is pulling off like a movie scene

("No!")

Boss don't play, he's as strict as they come

One minute late and my job  will be done, it's—

No time to waste, gotta chase it down

Running through the street like I own this town

("Go go go!")

Traffic light red, bus is sitting right there

I reach for the door and it hits me—thin air

Light turned green and it pulled away

("Ay, no no no...")

Watching my whole morning slip away

But I don't quit, no I don't break

("¡Dale!")

James don't stop, James finds a way!

Taxi? Nah, that's gonna take too long

Uber? Please, I gotta move along

("Tick tock!")

Spotted a bike station on the block

Tapped my card, yeah I'm beating the clock

Pedaling fast like the Tour de France

Legs are burning, but I'm taking my chance

("Vamos, vamos!")

Workplace in sight, I can see the door

One more light and I'm crossing that floor

Yellow light, yeah I'm gonna make it!

("Go baby, go!")

Green to red — nah, I can't take it

Old lady steps out, gotta swerve right

("Watch out!")

Hit the curb and I'm —

(Male, spoken with deadpan swagger:)

So there I am... headfirst in a coffee stand

Sitting on the sidewalk, trying to understand

Nobody's hurt, bike's okay somehow

But my dignity? Nah, that's gone right now "Smooth moves"

I look up and there's a shadow on me

Holding a cup, and who do I see?

My boss looking down like he's seen it all

("Oh no...")

He says— "Rough morning, James?" "You. Have. No. Idea."

"Better make it a double espresso... thanks"

("Ay, this guy...")