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Taxi-cab Driver - Son Ambulance

"Cab driver, wont you take my girl for a ride? Shes a survivor, still got so much love locked up inside. She loves to lose the foolish games with heart-breaker rules. Shea a martyr of the senior class."

Taxi-Cab Driver - Son, Ambulance

"Cab driver, won't you take my girl for a ride? She's a survivor, still got so much love locked up inside. She loves to lose the foolish games with heart-breaker rules. She'a a martyr of the senior class. She's"

Taxi cab confession - 40 Below Summer

"Close your eyes and come with me to a new placewhere we are unstoppableInhale and let the smoke fill your lungs and breath the impossibleAnd as we follow these foot prints a new world will beginCan you"

Shiny Black Taxi Cab - Shampoo

"Oh - Woah........ We're In A Shiny Black Taxi Cab Cruising Through Busy Streets! Neon Lights Shining Bright On Shiny Black Leather Seats! Hang A Left Hang A Right! On The Corners Outta-Site! Bridge Midnight"

Call A Cab (Interlude) - Case

"Yo what's up? (What's up?) What'cha doing? (Chilling?) Who over there? (Why yo?) I'm saying cause I'm asking you Who over there? (Just me and my friends we just chilling) (Ya know what I'm saying) What"

Red Cab To Manhattan - Stephen Bishop

"(Stephen Bishop) I know you You're the one I always turn to When I'm down You were made for me A tender heartbeat away When I feel this close I don't know what to say Me and my car broke down So I'm going"

The spy in the cab - Bauhaus

"Hidden in the dashboard The unseen mechanized eye Under surveillance The road is full of cats eyes It's sick function to pry The spy in the cab. Coldly observing Callously reserving A drivers time Automated"

Tous Les Cris, Les S.o.s. - Balavoine Daniel

Tous les cris les S.O.S. - Jeanne Mas

"Comme un fou va jeter à la mer Des bouteilles vides et puis, espère qu'on pourra lire à travers. SOS écrit avec de l'air Pour te dire que je me sens seule, je dessine, à l'encre vide, un désert. Et je"

Back Of My Cab (1:39) - Happy Head

"(Carl L. Marsh) kevin the coma he was a smart one but even so there were things he didn't understand peter the powerdrain he's been around again looks kind of sickly from breathing the fumes maybe on second"

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