Shake a leg, it`s the big rush, can`t find a taxi can`t find a bus. Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating London town. Nowhere to put your feet as the big store shoppers and the pavements meet. Red lights --- pin stripes --- short step shuffle into the night. Tea time calls --- the Bingo Halls open at seven in the old front stalls. How about a Taxi Grab.
There`s an empty cab by the taxi stand driver`s in the cafe washing his hands. Big diesel idles --- the keys inside --- c`mon Sally let`s take a ride. Flag down --- uptown --- no sweat. For rush hour travel, it`s the best bet yet. Taxi Grab.
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