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Mr. Cab Driver

Text písně Mr. Cab Driver

Mr. Cab Driver won't you stop to let me in
Mr. Cab Driver don't you like my kind of skin
Mr. Cab Driver you're never gonna win


Mr. Cab Driver won't stop to pick me up
Mr. Cab Driver I might need some help
Mr. Cab Driver only thinks about himself


Mr. Cab Driver
Mr. Cab Driver


Mr. Cab Driver don't like to way I look
He don't like dreads he thinks we're all crooks
Mr. Cab Driver reads too many story books


Mr. Cab Driver pass me up with eyes of fire
Mr. Cab Driver thinks we're all 165'ers
Mr. Cab Driver fuck you I'm a survivor


one more time
Let me in


Mr. Cab Driver
Mr. Cab Driver