Taken For A Ride by Quireboys
My heart was racing like a hurricane
On a flight from Heathrow back to JFK
Last thing I remember, I was on the floor
In my white cadillac
With no clue where I was
Let me stay here for a while
Rest my head just for a time
Take me for a ride I wanna leave today
Take me to a place that's far away
Take me for a ride I wanna leave today
Anywhere but here I wanna stay
Woke up on the Lower Eastside
With a gun to my head
I said go ahead and shoot me
Cos I might as well be dead
Boy the look in her eyes
I never seen before
Didn't know whether to laugh or cry
I said, I said hey go hustle
Your way back home baby, listen
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