(The Clash)
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The minI cab
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The driver is black
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This time of night
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You better sit in the back
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Got a few smokes
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Under your hat
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The cops are lookin' out
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For the petrol on the black
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This time I think
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So what the hell
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There's that female
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I know too well
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Why should I lean
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Get out my mind again
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I ridin' in the back alone
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The stranger rides again
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To see my lovely town
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That always brings you down
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Where every drifter drifts
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For many miles around
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We take a casual drive
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For two miles up the road
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The cops pull us over
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And search right through our clothes
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They give him hell
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They check him on the air
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I sit there with the drugs in my hair
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As soon as I get home
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I call Heathrow
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Want a standby fare to Borneo
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First Night Back In London
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| The Clash |
