| Three wheels, nine lives
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| Ready meals, day by day
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| I put my hand out, no need to shout
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| I’m going green and public today
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| Finding all the gaps in this black-and-yellow trap
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| With city-breath blowing in my hair
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| Don’t fire me I’m late, blame it on my fate
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| This life, this life is so unfair
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| Still got to pay the auto fare
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| Money to burn at a shallow soiree
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| Got to get the old wheels out of the covers tonight
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| But the plugs are shot, and all I’ve got
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| Is just one chance with her to make it right
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| Called a no-show cabbie, just made me crabby
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| All dressed up and nobody cares
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| She didn’t bring it on, with my three-wheeler con
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| This life, this life is so unfair
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| Still got to pay the auto fare
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| Meter Mele One-and-a-Half!
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| So here I am, lost and alone
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| In a shortcut, roach-bitten cabriolet
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| Dead air on the cell, this is a party, a party from hell
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| So I tell the man «stop, and ask for the way»
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| Three or four gents, kindly souls all
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| Get their hands on the vehicle and put on a scare
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| I was relieved, my cards and cash called,
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| This life, this life is so unfair
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| Still got to pay the auto fare
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| Meter Mele One-and-a-half! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Meter Mele One-and-a-Half , by - Thermal And A Quarter. Song from the album 3 Wheels 9 Lives, in the genre Иностранный рок