Lyrics
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You're so real, I'm a showreel
You work for money and the rest you steal
I feel like an old tattoo
I feel like I'm falling for you
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
A cabbie pisses on the wheel of his own car
Heads hit the streets, turn cheeks at stars
There's always tears
There's always gonna be tears
There's always gonna be
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
Under the lamplight's faded career
Two men at a rickshaw pumping up a tyre
They're tire and tire and tire and tire
Tire and tire and tire and tire
And now the cabbie waits at invisible gates
Shoulders to the curb
Manic and wretching like a drunken perv
Now here comes the sun
That's another one done
That's another one
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
Sha sha sha
Ha ha
Sha sha sha
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