Lyrics:
The drop-top, they say it's Ocean Drive-inspired
So you can call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab
Uh, I get money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than
records on while I pour)
The neighbors might think (baby, it's bad out there)
Say what's in this drink? (no cabs to be had out there)
I wish I knew
records on while I pour
The neighbors might think
But baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew
do my best to dance with every girl in this bar
Before they shut it down
Then I'll pay my tab, climb in a cab
Hit another spot downtown
It's all about
I'd be ridin' in a cab goin' downtown
Findin' faces I know in a big crowd
Tryin' to drink the pain away, mhmm
And I'd be stayin' out all night, never
taxi cab to go shopping
Affable guy next door is laughable
My next whore's gonna have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with
records on while I pour
The neighbors might think
But baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew
on while I pour)
The neighbors might think (baby, it's bad out there)
Say, what's in this drink? (no cabs to be had out there)
I wish I knew how (your
Hailing cabs, lunches with executives
Gleaming teeth sip aperitifs
This girl is a lonely girl
Takes the train from Paddington to Oxford Circus
Buys
I'mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
Green faces but a nigga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
Cause I'm drunk, yeah ok
Under twenty five
on while I pour
The neighbors might think
Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes
nigga, open two tabs
Stumbling out with six models, my nigga order two cabs
We ain't worried 'bout rivals, them niggas too trash
Fuck what niggas think,
you don't know how to dance
But if you want we could grab a cab)
Girl, we got all night, I got a bottomless tab so let's go
Shot, for shot, for
were in the checkout line
I dropped my frozen dinners, you helped pick them up
Thursday cab rush, our block,
You with broken accent, my heart
at the door
If you don't mind sleepin' on the sofa or on the floor
And I spend an hour hatin' you
'Til the cab pulls in
My heart has found another way
Scorin' money like the meter on the Yellow Cab
Give the witness an unexpected visit
Make his story change like walls blockin' his vision
Couldn't give
your fist?
With my feet.
With your feet?
With an axe.
Call me a cab, kid
Anything you can do, I can do better.
I can do any thing better
home with his wife.
Out on the Trans-Canada Highway
The sun came climbing up the cab
By the time it hit the window they were wakin' up
From what
people still a target
Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown
Feeling out of place as I whistle a cab down
If I tip extra, can I huff a cig'?
Blow my
in this cab
Is the only time I'm alive
[Chorus:]
I'm a prisoner of the highway
Driven on by my restless soul
Call me a prisoner of the highway
it
You did it, let's hop a cab and split it
I'm kiddin', we both going to where you livin'
Ha, I got you gigglin' like I'm piglet
Oh that's
the road signs
The maps, they are of no use
I'm blind
Your cab speeds away in the rain
But there's a guest that'll soon be showing up again
I
my name that's on that Jag
So remove your bags; let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard tellin' me how I'm such a fool
Talkin' 'bout
How
WONDER WHAT IT MEANS.
I SEE THEM WAITING FOR THE LIGHTS,
RUNNING FOR THE BUS,
MILLING IN THE STORES
AND HAILING CABS
AND DISAPPEARING
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