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One day when i got hungry

I sold the wooden house

I had to visit Uncle Ghandi

Who lives in Calcutta town

Uncle Ghandi he is rich

He is a taxi driver man

And I know that he will help me

As much as he can

A taxi driver man is what

I want to be

But there are no customers

Who want to ride with me

I don't know why

Could be that I am almost blind

But every street in Calcutta

I can find

Calcutta

I am a taxi driver in

Calcutta

I drive my little taxi in

Calcutta

Taxi taxi taxi in

Calcutta

I am a taxi driver man

I like to drive the taxi

I like it very much

Even though I have no licence

I always find the clutch

I can drive it off my head

I can drive it off my feet

And I have no problems

Getting taxi on the street

Calcutta

I am a taxi driver in

Calcutta

I drive my little taxi in

Calcutta

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Calcutta

Taxi taxi taxi in

Calcutta

I am a taxi driver in

Calcutta

I drive my little taxi in

Taxi taxi taxi in

Calcutta

I am a taxi driver man

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I drive my little taxi in

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I am a taxi driver in

I drive my little taxi in

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I am a taxi driver man

I am a taxi driver man