They're flying all around the town and making quite a show
The driver with his uniform a big sensation's made
The poor old cabby and the bus are fairly in the shade, so
Chorus: Oh, the car, the taximeter car
It's better than taking a trip to Spain
Or having your honeymoon over again
If you're out with your sweetheart, your mater or your pa
Do it in style
At eight pence a mile
In a taximeter car
You open the door and get inside and light a big cigar
And fancy you're the owner of a slap-up motorcar
The man in front is driving while you lay back on your own
And if there's a breakdown, you don't have to push it home. So
Chorus:
For newly married couples it's the best thing that is out
It fairly beats the hansom cab, without the slightest doubt
While driving to the station, to go on your honeymoon
The driver can't look through the top, and watch you kiss and spoon, so
Chorus: All together, ha, ha It's a lovely Chorus: isn't it?
It's better than taking a trip to Spain
Or having your honeymoon... eight pence a mile eh,
They charge you about five shillings when you get there
Oh, Do it in style
At eight pence a mile
In a taximeter car.
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