T. Love

He was born to be a taxi driver

Hey guys what ya gonna do
Are you gonna waste the night your way
I wanna spend some time with you
I wanna spend some time with my friends
I know one bloke, he has a cab
He is always out to lunch
He knows one chick, she is always ready
To play the game with rock'n'roll

Dont you worry about your money
Dont you worry about your life
I know one mate, he has a cab
He is always out of lunch

Ref. He was born to be a taxi driver
He was born as a nasty man
He was born to be a taxi driver
Motherfucker, the bit of a key

He knows all of the city corners
He knows all of the city whores
He has an old radio in his cabby
Seme people call him The King of Noise

Dont you worry about your money
Dont you worry about your life
I know one mate, he has a cab
He is always out of lunch

Ref. He was born . . .

Hey guys what ya gonna do
Are you gonna waste the night your way
I wanna spend some time with you
I wanna spend some time with my friends
Dont you worry about your money
Dont you worry about your life
I know one mate, he has a cab
He is always out of lunch

Ref. He was born . . .