Cab Driver
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				T: ?
				M: Carson Parks

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 around the block,
never mind the ticking  of the clock.
Only wish we could have had a talk.
Cab Driver, once more around the block,

Cab Driver, once more down the street,
there's the little place we used to eat.
That's where I laid my future at her feet.
Cab Driver, once more down the street,

Cab Driver, wait here by the door,
perhaps I'll hold her in my arms once more,
and then things will be just like they were before.
Cab Driver, wait here by the door,

Cab Driver, better take me home.
I guess that I was meant to be alone.
I hope God sends me a loved one of my own.
Cab Driver, better take me home.