Lyrics:
And I knew I was through
When I said "I love you"
Friday evening, we've been drinking
2 AM, I swear I might propose
But we close the tab
Split a cab
to pass
So go, I know you would not stay
It wasn't true, but anyway
Pollination, yellow cab
You walk up the stairs
See the French kids by the door
cab Dil Mere Seheme Se Hein Tere Yadoon mein uljhe rahe
Laabze mere bikhre se hein tumhe hai pata kya haal hein
Haal mein chor de mere hara hu har
this?
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now
nav before you get in a cab
I trade in my cab
Just to take you back to last summer man
You don't remember when you was my sweetest
You don't
Rolling around in the cab
A set of socket wretches
Wrapped up in a greasy red rag
Bobby's mother pulls in the field
Bringing us supper
We grab a bite
Take a ride on the jet-black cab
Take a ride on the jet-black cab
Take a ride in this jet-black cab
Take a ride in this jet-black cab
Take
The longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine passed at six o'clock
And the cab passed by at nine
In the pines, in the pines
I want you back, back in my arms
Back of the yellow cab, chasin' kisses in the dark
Back, back to your place
With your red wine lips sayin' come here
they're jealous of me and you
We're digging through the couch for cash
We're taking cabs 'cause both our cars are trashed
But we're still kicking ass
peach ice cream on sunburnt lips
That's what country is
It ain't a jacked up truck that's never seen a pasture
It's cars pulling over for a no-cab
And take the whole damn family out
And buy my buddies all a round
Pay some extra on the tab
Catch a movie, catch a cab
Watch a ballgame from the stands
nav before you get in a cab
I trade in my cab
Just to take you back to last summer man
You don't remember when you was my sweetest
You don't
swear out there ain't where you ought to be
So catch a ride, catch a cab
Don't you know I miss you bad
But don't you walk to me
Baby run, cut a path
for you, baby, all night long
A sight was to be seen in a Ramada Inn
One day late last July
The party up for grabs left
In a Checker Cab
You
down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh
Hailing cabs, lunches with executives
Gleaming teeth sip aperitifs
This girl is a lonely girl
Takes the train from Paddington to Oxford Circus
Buys
down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh
we close the tab, split a cab
Call each other up when we get home
Falling asleep to the sound of sirens
I've got a city love
I found it in Lydia
Baby, oh! Baby
Tell the man at the ticket stand
That you've changed your mind
Let me run on out and tell the cab
To keep his meter flyin'
Or did
gasin' up in a dust storm outside of Sedona
She was chasing tumbleweed
She flagged down a kenworth and jumped in a cab
It was the last of her I'd ever
A rainy night in Georgia
A rainy night in Georgia
I believe it's rainin' all over the world
Neon signs a flashin'
Taxi cabs and busses passin' through
She puts her hands up on me
Forget the flaws I thought I had
As I wait for the taxi cab to pick us up
She's touched the coldest winter
But never
swear out there ain't where you ought to be
So catch a ride, catch a cab
Don't you know I miss you bad
But don't you walk to me
Baby run, cut a path
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