Shake a leg, it's the big rush,
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can't find a taxi can't find a bus.
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Bodies jammed in the underground
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evacuating London town.
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Nowhere to put your feet
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as the big store shoppers and the pavements meet.
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Red lights --- pin stripes --- short step shuffle into the night.
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Tea time calls --- the Bingo Halls open at seven in the old front stalls.
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How about a Taxi Grab.
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There's an empty cab by the taxi stand
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driver's in the cafe washing his hands.
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Big diesel idles --- the keys inside ---
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c'mon Sally let's take a ride.
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Flag down --- uptown --- no sweat.
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For rush hour travel, it's the best bet yet.
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Taxi Grab.
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Taxi Grab
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| Jethro Tull |
