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T-t-taxi cab. (x4). When you're walking around and you're late. buses are packed and the subways ya hate. Ya need a taxi cab. Ya need a taxi cab. When you should have been there an hour ago
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all about her dreams Then we made love in a taxi cab. It reminded me of a dream I had. Now the memory's like a photograph, ooh babe. And I can't get her out of my head, oh Made love in a taxi cab
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(Gang gang). Posted with the gang gang (Gang gang). Pull up with the gang gang (Gang gang). Suit up with the gang gang (Gang gang). I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang). I shoot with the gang gang (Gang
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of my life. Come talk to me. Don't run away. Don't let the distance grow. The door's wide open. Don't ever think. There is no way home. Sly come home tonight. The world is so bad you're drive 'em all
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(S. Cooke/C. Cooke) Ho Ha Ho Ha. I hear someon sayin'. Ho Ha Ho Ha. Ho Ha Ho Ha Well don't you know. That's the sound of the men. Workin' on the chain gang. That's the sound of the men
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đây. Uh oh uh oh. Một ngày nắng đã lên cao. Đôi mắt hao gầy vì phố xá thênh thang. Ánh nắng chói lóa thế mà bình thường. Đứng giữa đứng giữa lòng đường. Taxi, dừng chân lại chút đi. Đừng chen vào phía
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Cherish. Artist Kool&The Gang. Let's take a walk together near the ocean shore. Hand in hand you and I. Let's cherish every moment we have been given. The time is passing by. I often pray before I
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Bài hát First Of The Gang - Zee Avi. You have never been in love,. Until you've seen the stars,. Reflect in the reservoirs. And you have never been in love,. Until you've seen the dawn rise,. Behind
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Let me introduce you to the gang. Johnny plays the sitar, he's an existentialist. Once he had a name, now he plays our game. You won't feel so good now that you've joined the gang. Molly is the
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. This is where you know the honey from the killer bees I'm glad you're on my side. Sure I'm glad you're on my side. Sure I'm glad you're on my side, still Got a long taxi ride, got a long taxi ride
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job dancin' at the bar down a street as well I'll hold you close, Taxi Dancer. And I'll listen to how you outgrew your dreams, how they faded away. I'll hold you close, Taxi Dancer. We can pretend
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. Say, get up- and dance to the music!. Get on up- and dance to the music!. ♪. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Hey Greg! (What?). All we need is a
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Now hear this crowd of people. I man well vex. And just have fe big up me chest. Cause the Taxi Driver don't have no respect. Want I fe catch bus hop truck and. Ride bike and stand up on the
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Song Expectations - Sir Sly. Pressure's on, pressure's high. Pressure's heavy on my mind. Weight is here, weight is right. Weight is heavy on my spine. Truth has holes; truth, it swells. Sometimes
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Sitting with the thinker. Trying to work it out. It's a traffic jam of the brain. Makes you want to scream and shout Presidential party. No one wants to dance. Looking for a new star. To put
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Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong. My own beliefs are in my song. The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then. Makes no difference what group I'm in I am everyday people, yeah yeah There is
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can't accept. The green one for living with. A black ones tryin' to be a skinny one. Different strokes for different folks. And so on and so on and scooby dooby dooby. Ooh sha sha. We gotta live together