.This is a story 'bout a taxi ride I can't forget
It was autumn in Minnesota, it was rainy, cold and wet
So I hopped into the first cab that I saw
The heater was on but the chill just wouldn't thaw
The driver of the cab he had a pock marked face
He didn't seem too unfriendly,.
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