the day Or I'd feel like this Am I getting older? Are things getting harder? I used to never cry When I would think about my father Am I getting older? Are things getting
a long time ago" The boy, there, with his overcoat Unbuttoned, reaching into his pants pocket for the cab fare The cab drove away and turned the corner
getting starved for your company All day Monday, and all day Tuesday I played football, there's nothing on the telly Ever since I was just 13 years old
feelings over mixed drinks and Bubba and the Roadmasters moaned in pool hall concentration as they knit their brows to cover the entire Hank Williams Song Book and the old
was cheaper but I actually regret Couldn't even tell you were the extra money went Can't go back now it's too late New people moved into our old space
was getting some gear, and this guy offered to pay Who's the hunk? I think to myself For so many years I've been left on the shelf An old boiler
heat he might toss it Told him tell they stole it He told her he lost it She told him get off it, and a bunch other more shit Getting money DT's be getting
a long time ago." The boy, there, with his overcoat unbuttoned, reaching into his pants pocket for the cab fare. The cab drove away and turned the corner
Chorus: You?re a rich girl and you?ve gone too far, Cause you know it don?t matter anyway You can rely on the old man?s money You can rely on the old
'em up The Dodge got a hemmy in it, Game got a Remy in 'em In and out of lanes like a New York cab I'm Mr. Ol' King, that New York cab Who's this fake
you were gone, man, gone you just kept getting in the bath and getting out and letting the water run out and then getting in again and all that food
in the land of free in the land of might in the land of fear in the land of might a black man hails a cab new york city is getting hot but not one
a cab back to Bagenham to kick back and Cotch, With this sexy blue eyed brunnette girl that I got. With the light in the cab it was more than a lot.
A cold and porcelain lonely In an old New York hotel A stranger to a city That she used to know so well Bathing in a bathroom That is bathed in the first
Hey girls, you better listen to me I'm getting starved for your company All day Monday, and all day Tuesday I played football, there's nothing on the
dice And I'm workin with more hammers than you can imagine And when I get in the booth I do it with passion niggaz It's the same old kiss mango six Seats
little things you wish had been said? That you wish had been said? When, when will I be old enough to do as I please? These late nights are getting old
promised high pressure today And now he's getting wet It's a rainy day, a rainy day... Rosalie MacLovely is waiting for a cab In the middle of the pouring rain Old