Lenny Kravitz: Mr Cab driver

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 Mr Cab Driver, Mr Cab Driver Mr Cab Driver, Mr Cab Driver Mr Cab Driver don't like the way I look He don't like dreads he thinks we're all crooks Mr Cab Driver reads too many story books Mr Cab Driver pass me up with eyes of fire Mr Cab Driver thinks we're all one sixty five'ers Mr Cab Driver fuck you I'm a survivor Oh yeah, one more time, ahah Let me in Mr Cab Driver, Mr Cab Driver Mr Cab Driver, Mr Cab Driver Rosemary Little Mary was five years old Her parents left her, she was out in the cold Alone to live and find her way In this great world of heartache and pain Eyes of brown, matted locks of gold Her flowered dress is tattered and soiled Tear stained cheeks, her feet cold and bare Who could have left a child so rare Rosemary your day will come He loved you so He gave His only son Keep the faith in your soul Stay down on your knees I'm begging you please Hold onto the beads at your heart A burning heart and tired eyes Howling winds for lullabys No one there to soothe her fright Nowhere to turn but the inward light Because life is for believing That your heart can turn to gold All you need is Christ to receive it There's eternal life for every soul Rosemary your day will come He loved you so He gave His only son Keep the faith in your soul Stay down on your knees I'm begging you please Hold onto the beads at your heart Rosemary, Rosemary He loves you He needs you He wants you So don't let him down Singing Rosemary your day will come He loved you so He gave His only son Keep the faith in your soul Stay down on your knees I'm begging you please Hold onto the beads at your heart Yeah yeah, Rosemary, singing, Rosemary Rosemary Rosemary, come on now yeah Got to keep the faith yeah Keep the faith