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Lyrics: Ne-Yo. Lonely.

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[Verse 1:]
42nd Street, 4 A.M
Im rollin' slowly
No destination in mind
Driver lookin' at me strange 'cause I got in
Handed him a wad of cash
Sat back and told him just drive
Im thinkin' 'bout the day
You packed your things and left
Saying you knew all about Chanel (Tiffany, Traci, Stephanie)
You went away
So Im writing in the fog on the window
To express myself
And how Im feeling


[Chorus x2:]
y-l-e-n-o-l
As I rode past you in this taxi cab
If you care at all
That means Im lonely


[Verse 2:]
I see a woman walkin' with her man
Man with his woman
Smilin', Laughin'
As they strollin' to this little bar
As they kiss each other, holding hands
I get sick to my stomach
So jealous of how fucking happy they are
(Lucky bastards)
There's a couple different people I could call right now
But the one Im wantin' dont want me at all right now
And that hurts through my heart, my mind and my soul
Rollin' in this cab
Writing on the window, singing

[Chorus x2:]

Bridge:
What am I supposed to do now
Broken grounds, feeling like a fool now
Crying like a bitch in the back of this taxi cab (so stupid)
Driver tried to ask me if Im alright
I say, \"Nevermind, mind your business and just drive, dammit! You dont know nothin' about how I feel right now. Let me spell it out\"

[Chorus x4:]

(Thanks to Mimi for these lyrics)