Cabbie’s got a tattoo On the back of her cross, dude
Doesn’t know what she doesn’t know Won’t save you
She’s not even a Christian She’s not even a religious man
Where’s the witchy **** on her hands?
So did you pray to Pritzker Before the show, the big, big game?
for on a for year or
Cabbie’s lot parties, dance
don’t know what Might not be true
It’s easier said than Bit to argue creeps
the been