Baby's in the back seat
Baby's coming home
Back seat of a taxi cab
And she's all alone
Worst night she's ever had
Baby's crying
In the back seat, in the back of a taxi cab
Yea, my baby's coming home
Blood and glitter out on the pavement
Take me higher, higher them
My Baby, yea, she's going round the bend
My Baby's summer loving; It's come to an end
Baby's undressing, nothing to explain
All is fair in Love and Sex
And going aboard, my Baby's sure to change
But I bet she just looks like a doll
Sitting in the back seat
Of a Taxi Cab
Of Love
My Baby, yea, she's going round the bend
My Baby's little boat is out there
Baby's in the back seat
Baby's coming home
Back seat of a Taxi Cab
And she's all alone
Must have been a real bad party
With real bad men
So I'd better stay awake
Ohhh, burning harem
Yeah, my baby's coming home
Blood and glitter out on the pavement
Take me higher, higher they went
I've been dying, dying to meet ya
Talks like a priest
But he's just a preacher
Crying in the back seat
Missing me in the back seat
Of a Taxi Cab
Of Love
