Lyrics
I've been the full way round
Crucified the city in a crisscross cabby
With my head and my tongue hangin' out
I've been the full way round
Crucified the city in a crisscross cabby
With my head and my tongue hangin' out
Down as the onus upon us
Filin' out to execute the jury
I told you not to hurry
I'm calling, sick with worry
It's Judy talkin' sharp when she's always thinkin' dirty
Relationship is flirty
We're crashing in the early
I'm gearing out the parties, I go wander 'til 1:30
I'm murky as you please sir, I wanna- ah murky
I got needs, I got needs, I got needs, rosary beads
I don't think our water got it, got it on her knees
I've been the full way round
Crucified the city in a crisscross cabby
With my head and my tongue hangin' out
I'll do it for you Judy
The world's floatin' around
All safety netted and square and all peculiar
Powered back then by the other
Brushing their nerves upon the pine slip
Until a fixed and very easy novelty
Then it's men in heels
I'm sex-driven for a strange second boy
And don't let it rouse in the boat
I was in a cab
They took me from East to West, more or less
Or maybe from North to South
Either way, the cab drew some important line on a crucifix
I asked the driver was he wearin'
And he turned the radio up against the question
Crucified the city in a crisscross cabby
With my head and my tongue hangin' out
I've been the full way round
Crucified the city in a crisscross cabby
With my head and my tongue hangin' out
Down as the onus upon us
Filin' out to execute the jury
I told you not to hurry
I'm calling, sick with worry
It's Judy talkin' sharp when she's always thinkin' dirty
Relationship is flirty
We're crashing in the early
I'm gearing out the parties, I go wander 'til 1:30
I'm murky as you please sir, I wanna- ah murky
I got needs, I got needs, I got needs, rosary beads
I don't think our water got it, got it on her knees
I've been the full way round
Crucified the city in a crisscross cabby
With my head and my tongue hangin' out
I'll do it for you Judy
The world's floatin' around
All safety netted and square and all peculiar
Powered back then by the other
Brushing their nerves upon the pine slip
Until a fixed and very easy novelty
Then it's men in heels
I'm sex-driven for a strange second boy
And don't let it rouse in the boat
I was in a cab
They took me from East to West, more or less
Or maybe from North to South
Either way, the cab drew some important line on a crucifix
I asked the driver was he wearin'
And he turned the radio up against the question