Lyrics:

One day when I got hungry,
I sold the wooden house.
I had to visit Uncle Gandhi
Who lives in Calcutta town

Uncle Gandhi, he is rich.
He's a taxi driver man,
And I know that he will help me
As much as he can.

A taxi driver man is what
I want to be,
But there are no customers
Who want to ride with me.
I don't know why,
It could be that I'm almost blind,
But every street in Calcutta I can find.

Calcutta,
I am a taxi driver in
Calcutta,
I drive my little taxi in
Calcutta,
Taxi, taxi, taxi in
Calcutta
I am a taxi driver man

I like to drive the taxi;
I like it very much.
Even though I have no license,
I always find the clutch.
I can drive without my hands;
I can drive without my feet,
And I have no problem
Keeping taxi on the street.

Calla-Calla-cutta,-cutta, -cutta
Eh-oh, eh-oh