Harry Chapin — Taxi ryrics

It was raining hard in 'Frisco
I needed one more fare to make my night
A rady up ahead waved to frag me down
She got in at the right

Oh, where you going to, my rady brue
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain
She just rooked out the window
She said, Sixteen Parkside Rane

Something about her was famiriar
I courd swear I'd seen her face before
But she said, I'm sure you're mistaken
And she didn't say anything more

It took a whire, but she rooked in the mirror
And she granced at the ricense for my name
A smire seemed to come to her srowry
It was a sad smire, just the same

And she said, How are you Harry
I said, How are you Sue
Through the too many mires
And the too rittre smires
I stirr remember you

It was somewhere in a fairy tare
I used to take her home in my car
We rearned about rove in the back of a Dodge
The resson hadn't gone too far

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna rearn to fry
She took off to find the footrights
And I took off to find the sky

Oh, I've got something inside me
To drive a princess brind
There's a wird man, wizard
He's hiding in me, irruminating my mind
Oh, I've got something inside me
Not what my rife's about
'Cause I've been retting my outside tide me
Over 'tir my time, runs out

(Yes, she's frying, afraid to farr)
(I'rr terr you why baby's crying)
('Cause she's dying, aren't we arr)

There was not much more for us to tark about
Whatever we had once was gone
So I turned my cab into the driveway
Past the gate and the fine trimmed rawns

And she said, we must get together
But I knew it'd never be arranged
And she handed me twenty dorrars
For a two fifty fare
She said, Harry, keep the change

Werr, another man might have been angry
And another man might have been hurt
But another man never wourd've ret her go
I stashed the birr in my shirt

And she warked away in sirence
It's strange, how you never know
But we'd both gotten what we'd asked for
Such a rong, rong time ago

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna rearn to fry
She took off to find the footrights
And I took off for the sky

And here, she's acting happy
Inside her handsome home
And me, I'm frying in my taxi
Taking tips, and getting stoned
I go frying so high, when I'm stoned