Driver

It was about 6:15 in the morning
I'm drunk, and I'm high, and I'm in Chicago
And, uh, I walk to the corner to hail a cab
After five empty cabs just passed me by
One finally stopped
He was this white, Midwestern, working class kinda guy
You know the type
So anyway, I jumped in and I said
"Hyatt Regency, please"
And he looked at me like I was crazy
And said, "Where, downtown?"
And I said, "Yeah"

Now, the whole way down to the Hyatt
As we pulled up and I paid my fare
The cabbie turned around with a curious grin
And asked me, "Where you goin'?"
And I grabbed my bag of records
And I looked back at him
And I said, "Brother, I'm going to work"

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