Testi musica canzoni

Sittin' right behind me
I could smell her perfume
It was somethin' i'd smelled before
Went through a red light
While i spilled my drink
I could feel somethin' sticky on the floor

I said "miss, you've gotta tell me
Where you wanna go to
I can't keep drivin' round the same block"
So i crumpled my cup
And pulled the gum off my shoe
And then she told me "just shut up
And keep your eyes on the road"


Chorus:
"and just drive," she said
"just drive," she said
"just drive," she said



Well, i watched her put her hands
On the bag in her lap
While i scratched the bald spot on my head
I knew then that my cab was just
A getaway car
But i shut up and drove, like she said


I took a bite of my doughnut
And i offered her one
And i said "lady, are you in a fix?"
Then she reached in her purse
And she pulled out a gun, and said
"now just shut up, and keep your hands on the wheel"


Chorus repeat (okay, okay!)


Spoken
Then the moon disappeared, and it started to rain,
So i put the wipers on full.
And on the bag in her lap i saw the name of a big bank downtown.
And i said, "you don't have to worry about me, nope!"
When i turned the headlights on¨c¨cjust for a minute¨c¨c
I thought i saw the both of us on some kinda tropical island someplace.
Walkin' down a white sandy beach.
Eatin' somethin'...


Chorus repeat


We pulled outta traffic
Down a dark side street
She was fixin' her hair in the mirror
I made a left turn
At a yellow light
Drove my cab fast towards the pier


She boarded the boat
And turned and blew me a kiss
And later on, when the squad car came 'round
I ate a handful of peanuts
And i told 'em this
"i don't rememeber much, except 'just keep your hands on the wheel'"


Chorus repeat until fade


Spoken:
Hey, hey, uh¨c¨c
Hey, y'all, get outta my way!¨c¨call ya sunday drivers!
Hey, you want one of these, ah, slim jims? they're good!
What?¨c¨cwhat? you don't¨c¨cyou don't want one?
Well they're 100% meat!

Haven't i seen you somewhere before?
I know, i know, anchorage, that's where i seen ya, anchorage.
Well, where you goin'?
I'm sorry, i don't go in that part of town anymore.
I don't need my windows washed.

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