Black Mamba

It was about 6:15 in the morning. I'm drunk and I'm high and I'm in Chicago. Now, I had just stumbled out of some club Somewhere I can't even remember. And, um, I walked to the corner To hail a cab and after five empty cabs Just passed me by, One Finally stopped. He was this white, Midwestern, Working class kinda guy. You know the type. So anyway, I jumped in I said, "Hyatt Regency please." And he looked at me like I was crazy And said, "Where? Downtown?" And I said, "Yeah." Now, the whole way down to the Hyatt, He kept looking at me through the rearview mirror With this real suspicious stare. I ain't pay him no mind though, 'cause a brother like me was just interested in The beautiful Chicago skyline, The way it looked from Lake Shore Drive, All sparkly and clean in the sunrise