Rush Hour Blues
Step on it taxi-man! Have a heart, it's Friday night.
Don't take no dead-end turns, don't run me into no red light.
I'm headin' downtown, gonna meet my baby there.
She's the girl with the raspberry swirl, pretty pink and purple hair.
Chorus:
Well, I'm sittin' in a taxi, singin' rush hour blues.
Thinkin' 'bout the girl I'm about to lose...ah yeah.
C'mon now, taxi-man, I ain't got no time time for this.
I can almost hear her voice, I can almost taste her kiss.
On the express-way to my baby's heart there's no time to hesitate.
I don't give a damn 'bout this traffic jam, my baby ain't gonna wait.
Chorus.
Traffic cops and four-way stops, road closed, the bridge is out.
This stop-and-go goes oh so slow, it's enough to make you wanna scream and shout.
Stop here taxi-man! This is it! Oh no, there's a note on the door!
It says, "Boy I used to like to have you around, but now I don't remember what for.
And I got your guitar in the back of my car
and I'm takin' it off to pawn!"
For a long time now, she said she was goin', but now she's really gone.
And I'm sittin' in the taxi with the 5:30 news, just lost the girl I knew I'd lose...ah yeah.
Yes, I'm sittin' in a taxi with the 5:30 news, I know every note of these rush hour blues.
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