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and decay
We got off the airplane
A couple of runaways
I was hoping you'd stay
Could you stay

You were the holiest one
From a taxi cab in Chelsea
Out past
tab, pour myself in a cab
An' be back to work before two
At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffet do?

Funny why
and you could tell
By the trail of the dead, that there was something in the popcorn
Hopped back in my cab destination midtown 
Just to get up with some
never forget the 
hurt and the funny look in her eye. She grabbed my laundry and ran into the street, 
directly into the path of a runaway garbage
The sun is hot and that old clock,
Is movin' slow, and so am I.
Work day passes like molasses,
In winter time, but it's July.

Getting paid by
never forget the 
hurt and the funny look in her eye. She grabbed my laundry and ran into the street, 
directly into the path of a runaway garbage
what to say

And I see you, in every cab that goes by, in the strangers at every cross road, in every bar (bis)

It takes a glass or two
For it
Writers: RuPaul/ Tom Trujillo

There's a cab outside,
Should I tell him don't bother?
I'll say there's been some mistake
And that he doesn't have
Remembering the day
I met sweet mystery
A silent runaway
An effort to be free

I was a policeman
Who stumbled down the wrong path
Not a path
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow,
An' so am I.
Work day passes like molasses in wintertime,
But it's July.
I'm gettin' paid by
funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief?  Please!  Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza,
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Hey, it's the same once again
Microphones fully loaded and friends
Funny I try to make this end
But it seems I'm returnin'
head crack
An indian giver and I'm out to take it back
Shaolin island, baby where you at?
A runaway train that be runnin on ya track
That's how it's goin
contact
Villain in the cypher from the foe when head crack
An indian giver and I'm out to take it back
Shaolin island, baby where you at?
A runaway train
Getting paid by the hour and older by the minute. 
My boss just pushed me over the limit. 
I could call him something, think I'll just call it a day.
never forget the 
hurt and the funny look in her eye. She grabbed my laundry and ran into the street, 
directly into the path of a runaway garbage
hah! Had to find that funny
So I said, 'No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief? Please! Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat
funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief?  Please!  Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza,
apply pressure,son it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime
Have Keith
a nigga make it through the drama, swear to God
I be feeling like busting heads, and relocate to the Bahamas
But I don't want to be a runaway, I love my
funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief?  Please!  Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza,
funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief?  Please!  Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza,
looking at me in a dumb and funny way
But come to find out your crew was some 12 year old runaways

Mentally, I am of the 23rd Century
Technically
apply pressure,son it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime
Have Keith
climbed up in that cab where I
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
I'd have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck

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