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Yeah here I come Do you think, that I really care About a girl, who's never there Do you think, that I ever care About a girl, who's never there
But I see you on the subway I see you on the D train Hey, see her in the afternoon Just after the Giants game I see her on the freeway Long Island Expressway Hey, give me a break, baby Help me get out of this rain
Ah, do you think, that I really care About a girl, who's never there Do you think, that the clothes she wears Make me forget, she ain't never there
I saw her on a runway Saint Patrick's on a Sunday I saw her eating pizzas On 57th and Broadway I see her on the highway I see her on the SkyTrain Yeah, I need a Yellow Cab, hey Help me get out of this rain, yeah Whoa, baby I saw you in The Factory Like it's some kind of allergy I saw you in the back of Max's Kansas City Propping up the bar on Saturdays Met you at the gallery It ended up in anarchy You was spray painting silk screens And double dosed up with flattery
Do you think, that I would ever care For a girl, who's never there Is it possible that the jewels she wears Change my mind if she dyed her hair Do you think, that the clothes she wears Make me forget that you're never, never there Do you think, that I really care?
See her hanging out on 57th and Broadway Hey, do you think, I would ever care For a girl, for a girl who's never there Wait a minute, I need a Yellow Cab, let me get out of this rain Hey, put your umbrella up your ass, baby, whooo! Do you think, I could ever ever care...
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