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"First Night Back In London" |
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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 |
