Paroles de la chanson Mr.cab Driver par Lenny Kravitz

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 going to 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

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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

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