The Nields - Taxi Girl lyrics

I sit in the church where Beethoven played I'm not looking for God unless he can pay If Freud were alive I know what he'd say I pull in the cab, I pull off my clothes I pull off my cotton, I pull on my leather I'm free as a bird, I'm light as a feather Oh, just give it to me Do you suppose that I don't know what I've become? After the days and nights s**ing on a grown man's thumb Taxi girl, taxi girl, taxi girl A little bit high, a little bit shy, a little bit spoiled I'll take you here, I'll take you there I'll take you all around the world All around the world Back home in New York I'd watch our TV And pretend every show was all about me The nuns always said I'd have my turn to shine So now I'm a star one man at a time Just give it to me All of the days and nights are filled with Nabokov smiles I survive; despair is the new fashion style