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Peter`s a cabby on Adelaide roads
And in five o`clock traffic that`s a hard road to hoe
Hunts for his family in a Holden with a two-way and meter
And there`s no air conditioning where he plies his trade
On the green plate stand by the Rundle Arcade
Sits and he waits for the privilege of driving you home
And there`s no Mr. Muzak in the front of his cab
Just a crackling voice dog-eared roadmap
And a torch and a biro sliding around on the dash
And your life`s in his hand when they`re gripped on the wheel
The water pump rattles and the Michelins squeal
He`s been driving for years sometimes it feels like forever
And knows very well your city of gardens
He`ll take you from town drop you at Marsden
Peak hour: five minutes, if you think that`s easy just try it
He can change a flat tire in three minutes flat
Lubes his own car lying flat on his back
Tunes up his motor with a timing light in his ear
Oh you could be at Woodville, you could be at Stirling
Sun may be burning, fog may be swirling
But Peter`s still driving all down that endless white line
Could be the morning, midday or midnight
He`ll sell you a ride, his yellow roof light
Till a drag operator gives him a job to go home Send " Peter The Cabby" Ringtone to your Cell