Back In The Taxi

Let’s take the backstreet though
View from the backseat, whoa
Mexico next week, go
Don’t call just text me, no

Please don't forget me, no
Please baby let me go
I don't regret it though
You never get me wrong

Wasted but happy though
Train station trapped me, oh
Music kidnapped me, whoa
I'm back in the taxi, now. I tried to escape this maze

I tried to displace this haze. I tried to dissolve this taste
When will the tapes be erased?
Let’s take the backstreet though
View from the backseat, whoa

I don't regret it, though
You never get me, wrong