Gym Class Heroes - Taxi Driver lyrics
[Gym Class Heroes - Taxi Driver lyrics]
I took Cutie for a ride in my Death Cab
She tipped me with a kiss
I dropped her off at the Meth Lab
Before she left
She made a Dashboard Confessional
Then spilled her guts in Cursive
But what's worse
Is I could still see her Bright
Eyes like Sunny Day Real Estate
Oh my, and the funny way the ceiling tastes x
So high, but no chance
My little Chemical Romance
Left a bad taste in my mouth
But, I approached her like, Hey Mercedes
Why the long face?
Why you cryin, no need, just
Put on this Coheed, and Fall Out
Boy meets Girl, Jimmy Eat World
But Schlep eats pills 'til he's all out
Not once, not twice
She was Thrice times a lady
Actin all Brand New, but I had to
Bounce to the Postal Services to
Pick up these pills that take
Care of my nervousness and, on the way
I saw Planes and Mistook 'em for Stars
She played games, but she took 'em too far
At the Drive-in
Watchin' soft porn and you could tell
By the Trail of the Dead that
There was something in the popcorn
Hop in my cab, destination Midtown
Just to get up with some kids
That like to get down
I made my rounds and that was that
In between the frowns and
Scraps and heartattacks and I remember
I seen her ass Early November on a Thursday
Taking back Sunday for a refund
She shot a wink, like No Hard Feelings
Then she Jetted to Brazil, man
Them pills had me spun
Yeah, this The Story of the Year right here
This is Hot Water Music
Cook your Ramens to it
Whattup Elliott I ain't seen you in a minute
How you doin?
She tipped me with a kiss
I dropped her off at the Meth Lab
Before she left
She made a Dashboard Confessional
Then spilled her guts in Cursive
But what's worse
Is I could still see her Bright
Eyes like Sunny Day Real Estate
Oh my, and the funny way the ceiling tastes x
So high, but no chance
My little Chemical Romance
Left a bad taste in my mouth
But, I approached her like, Hey Mercedes
Why the long face?
Why you cryin, no need, just
Put on this Coheed, and Fall Out
Boy meets Girl, Jimmy Eat World
But Schlep eats pills 'til he's all out
Not once, not twice
She was Thrice times a lady
Actin all Brand New, but I had to
Bounce to the Postal Services to
Pick up these pills that take
Care of my nervousness and, on the way
I saw Planes and Mistook 'em for Stars
She played games, but she took 'em too far
At the Drive-in
Watchin' soft porn and you could tell
By the Trail of the Dead that
There was something in the popcorn
Hop in my cab, destination Midtown
Just to get up with some kids
That like to get down
I made my rounds and that was that
In between the frowns and
Scraps and heartattacks and I remember
I seen her ass Early November on a Thursday
Taking back Sunday for a refund
She shot a wink, like No Hard Feelings
Then she Jetted to Brazil, man
Them pills had me spun
Yeah, this The Story of the Year right here
This is Hot Water Music
Cook your Ramens to it
Whattup Elliott I ain't seen you in a minute
How you doin?