The mini cab The driver is black This time of night You better sit in the back Got a few smokes Under your hat The cops are lookin' out For the petrol on the black This time i think So what the hell There's that female I know too well Why should i lean Get out my mind again I ridin' in the back alone The stranger rides again To see my lovely town That always brings you down Where every drifter drifts For many miles around We take a casual drive For two miles up the road The cops pull us over And search right through our clothes They give him hell They check him on the air I sit there with the d** in my hair As soon as i get home I call heathrow Want a standby fare to borneo