[Verse 1]
Well, I used to drive a cab, you know
I heard a siren scream
Pulled over to the corner, fell into a dream
There were two men eating pennies
And three young girls who cried
The West coast is falling, I see rocks in the sky
Well the preacher took his Bible and laid it on the stool
He said "With the congregation running
Why should I play the fool?"
[Verse 2]
Well, I used to be a woman, you know
I took you for a ride
I let you fly my airplane
It looked good for your pride
'Cause you're the kind of man you know
Who likes what he says
I wonder what's it's like to be so far over my head
Well, the lady made the wedding
And she brought along the ring
She got down on her knees and said
"Let's get on with this thing"
[Verse 3]
Well, I used to be a folk singer
Keeping managers alive
When you saw me on a corner
And told me I was jive
So I unlocked your mind, you know
To see what I could see
If you guarantee the postage
I'll mail you back the key
Well I woke up in the morning
With an arrow through my nose
There was an Indian in the corner
Trying on my clothes
Well, I used to drive a cab, you know
I heard a siren scream
Pulled over to the corner, fell into a dream
There were two men eating pennies
And three young girls who cried
The West coast is falling, I see rocks in the sky
Well the preacher took his Bible and laid it on the stool
He said "With the congregation running
Why should I play the fool?"
[Verse 2]
Well, I used to be a woman, you know
I took you for a ride
I let you fly my airplane
It looked good for your pride
'Cause you're the kind of man you know
Who likes what he says
I wonder what's it's like to be so far over my head
Well, the lady made the wedding
And she brought along the ring
She got down on her knees and said
"Let's get on with this thing"
[Verse 3]
Well, I used to be a folk singer
Keeping managers alive
When you saw me on a corner
And told me I was jive
So I unlocked your mind, you know
To see what I could see
If you guarantee the postage
I'll mail you back the key
Well I woke up in the morning
With an arrow through my nose
There was an Indian in the corner
Trying on my clothes
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