Back In The Taxi - Jan Blomqvist

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