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Cab Driver -- Daryl Hall Standing in the rain Cab comes into view Ask me, "Where am I goin’ to?" Running for so long Been gone too many nights And my heart has paid the price This ain't heaven This ain’t the life bargained for My reason for living Isn’t here inside this car Girl, I gotta get back to you Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away Too much time alone Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away from my baby I need familiar streets To show that you're near Feeling like a stranger here Oh does the mirror show the miles on my face Am I goin' any place? This ain't heaven This ain’t the life I was hopin’ for My reason for living Sure ain’t here inside this car You know I've gotta get back to you Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away Too much time alone Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away from my baby I need to see the look on your face A kiss from your lips...oh the taste, baby Nothing waiting for me but a lonely room I’ve gotta get back to you baby - soon Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away Too much time alone Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away from my baby ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble
a few favorites from the playlist on my drive home...
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watch me burn by crystal lake
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Landslide (Fleetwood Mac/Stevie Nicks)
I keep visualizing a Landslide election in favor of Joe Biden & Kamala Harris. I dedicate this song to them and everyone who cast their vote for the Democratic Party. :stillheart: |
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G-Eazy - Hate The Way (Official Video) ft. blackbear....❤️
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Tumbling Dice -- Rolling Stones Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me And make me burn the candle right down, But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown. 'Cause all you women is low down gamblers, Cheatin' like I don't know how, But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now. This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin', You know you know the deuce is still wild. Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me And call me the tumblin' dice. Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry, Don't you see the time flashin' by. Honey, got no money, I'm all sixes and sevens and nines. Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider, You can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can't stay, You got to roll me and call me the tumblin', Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice. Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter, Playin' the field ev'ry night. Baby, can't stay, You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice), Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice. Got to roll me. Got to roll me. ~Theo~ :winky::listening::dance2::bouquet: |
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