Gym Class Heroes!

Dec 17, 2004 13:08

Taxi Driver
by Gym Class Heroes

I took cutie for a ride in my death cab,
she tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab.
Before she left, she made a dashboard confessional
and spilled her guts in cursive. But what's worse is
I can still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate.
Oh my, and the funny way the ceiling tastes.
So high but no chance, my little chemical romance
left a bad taste in my mouth.
But I approached her like, 'Hey Mercedes, why the long face why you cryin?'
No need, just put on this coheed and fall out...
boy meets girl, jimmy eat world, but schlep eats pills 'til he's all out.
Not once, not twice, she was thrice times a lady,
acting all brand new but I had to bounce over to the postal services
to pick up these pills to take care of my nervousness.
And on the way I saw planes and mistook 'em for stars,
she played games but she took 'em too far.
At the drive in watching soft porn and you could tell by the trail of the dead that there was something in the popcorn.
Hopped in my cab destination midtown just to get up with some kids that like to get down.
I made my rounds and that was that,
in between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks.
And I remember, I seen her ass in early november
on a thursday, taking back sunday for a refund.
She shot a wink like 'No hard feelings'
then she jetted to Brazil. Man them pills had me spun.
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