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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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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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of love, I said I'm all out of love). From http//www. metrolyrics. com/earthquake-lyrics-matt-cab. html . I wish I could press rewind to the days when you were mine, yeah. I'd pull back the hands of
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Cab driver, drive by Mary's place. I just want a chance to see her face. Don't stop the meter, let it race. Cab driver, drive by Mary's place. . Cab driver, once more 'round the block. Never
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. . So I'm gonna take a Red Cab to Manhattan. I'll be heading out my door. Got some friends who wanna see me. Don't know what I'm living for. Gonna take a Red Cab to Manhattan. . "Insincere", you say
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Bài hát Numbers - The Cab. Out of the seven billion people in this world, there's only you. Almost a million words that I could say, but none of them will do. So many years that I have lived, but it
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Sleeping in on saturdays. Can't get of the couch, yeah!. Bonk sits on the table still. From last night's run around. (Chorus). Said it's all in the fables. Are we supposed to go down. You may f
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Six o'clock and I'm falling down,. And it must be miles on the stereo. She told me that it's over now, pack the bags for Mexico. Oh, I couldn't believe how quickly time has come and gone. Again, a
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Sleeping in on saturdays. Can't get of the couch, yeah!. Bonk sits on the table still. From last night's run around. (Chorus). Said it's all in the fables. Are we supposed to go down. You may f
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For the ladies, all hands on deck. Put your hands up. Fly your fingers in the air now. . On tour like Mohamed, my man. And my shoes should be doing the dance. She love it when I rap and sing. G
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For the ladies, all hands on deck. Put your hands up. Fly your fingers in the air now. . On tour like Mohamed, my man. And my shoes should be doing the dance. She love it when I rap and sing. G
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Six o'clock and I'm falling down,. And it must be miles on the stereo. She told me that it's over now, pack the bags for Mexico. Oh, I couldn't believe how quickly time has come and gone. Again, a
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