Sunday Driver
Текст песни Taxi

No checks, no cigarettes no sex and no fighting
Close that window - I get cold...
Your life's just one big party wild and exciting
but it all seems different when you're old, believe me...
Nobody knows the troubles I've seen, believe me...
Nobody knows the troubles I've seen...

My meter's moving but my life never changes
Strange men in a dreamy town
My son's left home he hasn't called me for ages
No one wants you when you're down, believe me...
Nobody knows the troubles I've seen, believe me...
Nobody knows the troubles I've seen...

Wiped out you make up my bed with a clean white sheet
Kiss me and tuck me in
I've had enough now I throw up my hands, I give in
Carry me home down a crowded street, handle with care
Ask me and you would not dare, believe me...
Nobody knows the troubles I've seen, believe me...
Nobody knows the troubles I've seen...
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody, nobody...

Nobody knows...
Nobody knows...