Mr. Cab Driver won’t you stop to let me in
Mr. Cab Driver don’t like my kind of skin
Mr. Cab Driver you’re never gonna win

Mr. Cab Driver won’t you stop to pick me up
Mr. Cab Driver I might need some help
Mr. Cab Driver only thinks about himself

Here we go

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Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we’re young
‘Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

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