I ain't tryna be ya boyfriend, lemme manage ya Yeah, these girls like me 'Cause I show 'em somethin' icy Roll somethin' nicely, make her wanna have a
Standing in the rain Cab comes into view Ask me where am I goin' to Running for so long Been gone too many nights And my heart has paid the price This
Killer B, yeah, rest in peace, I'm sayin' son Ain't no room in this game for everybody, you know? But uh, we gon' do our thing baby, we gon' do our thing
I feel for the driver in the aftermath Of a child who chased a ball across his path For the ones involved and the most unloved, I feel I feel for the
Wake up alone and find It's the wheels just rollin in my mind Cant stop to think or see Is this really what God cut for me You think I'd love to see
Iron child out of the Vulcans forge Metal scream and thrash Red steel in the driving wheel Hear the pistons clash Dragon breathin' big black smoke Howlin
The walls are built up, stone by stone Fields divided one by one and the train conductor says "Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break We've been
CAB DRIVER Writer C. Carson Parks Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place I just wanna chance to see her face Don't stop the meter, let it race Cab Driver
You can choose the channel When we're watchin' the TV Oh, babe, it's okay And you can pick the flavor When we're orderin' ice cream I don't mind, yeah
Parked inside the lay-by their destination can wait dancing in the moonlight the truck-driver and his mate Acting out of compulsion after hours sitting
I'll tell you about the driver who lives inside my head Starts me up and stops me, and puts me into bed He opens up my mouth when it's time for me to
Hold me tight, don't let me go, oh I'm the one who takes you home tonight Whisperin' Whiskey and Gin I'm the one who takes you home tonight oh Yeah,
The walls are built up, stone by stone The fields divided one by one And the train conductor says "Take a break driver 8, driver 8 take a break We've
Away in a manger, No crib for His bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head The stars in the bright sky Looked down where He lay The little
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweethead. The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay, The little Lord
I wanna be your driver, I wanna be your driver I would love to ride you, I would love to ride you around We'll be ready when you want me to drive you
Boe le henio E si car athad iyn Ane ah a phen I u athelitha. You must understand. He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who
Hello, you know my name, I'll be your taxi driver today I'll take you anywhere you want to go and there will be no toll what time do you get out of