(Spoken)
I think I've lost my pony!
And normally that's bad.
But good thing I'm a city kid,
'Cause I can hail a cab!
[Chorus:]
Taxi, taxi!
Riding in the back seat.
Roll the window up,
Roll the window down.
Put the money through the slot,
"See ya later"
"Thanks a lot".
Sure beats walking cross town.
(Spoken)
I think I've lost my tractor!
And normally that's bad.
But good thing I'm a city kid,
'Cause I can hail a cab!
(Chorus again)