Mr. Cab Driver -- Lenny Kravitz

Mr. Cab Driver won't you stop to let me in  Mr. Cab Driver don't you like my kind of skin
Mr. Cab Driver you're never gonna win   Mr. Cab Driver won't stop to pick me up
Mr. Cab Driver I might need some help  Mr. Cab Driver only thinks about himself

Mr. Cab Driver  Mr. Cab Driver

Mr. Cab Driver don't like the way I look  He don't like dreads he thinks we're all crooks
Mr. Cab Driver reads too many story books  Mr. Cab Driver pass me up with eyes of fire
Mr. Cab Driver thinks we're all 165'ers  Mr. Cab Driver fuck you I'm a survivor

Let me in    Mr. Cab Driver

I was standing at the corner of West Broadway and Broome, trying to get a cab, and I was late for the studio, and I had a lot of work to do, and I was passed by about 20 cabs. Then, finally, a cab stopped for me. I got in, and told him where I was going, and he kicked me out of the cab. And by the end of the whole thing, we were fighting on top of the cab, and you know, he was calling me nigger. And it got really out of hand. It was horrible. So, I went back to my loft, because I couldn't get to the studio. I was pissed off at that point. I had just been in a fight the middle of the street on top of a yellow cab. And you know, the whole thing is about racism and what not, but it is written with a sense of humor."            (songfacts)  


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