Текст и слова песни Stephen Lynch – Taxi Driver
I flagged him down at the corner
And he picked me up at the light
I told him where I was going
And we drove off into the night
"How's it going my friend?" I asked him
Slowly he turned his head
The taxi driver looked at me
And this is what he said
He said...
*forign sounding gibberish*
And he picked me up at the light
I told him where I was going
And we drove off into the night
"How's it going my friend?" I asked him
Slowly he turned his head
The taxi driver looked at me
And this is what he said
He said...
*forign sounding gibberish*
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