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For the American rock band see Black Taxi (band)
A hackney or hackney carriage (also called a cab, black cab, hack or London taxi) is a carriage or automobile for hire. A livery carriage superior to the hackney was called a remise.
In the United Kingdom, the name hackney carriage today refers to a taxicab licensed by the Public Carriage Office in Greater London or by the local authority (non-metropolitan district councils or unitary authorities) in other parts of Great Britain, or by the Department of the Environment in Northern Ireland.
In the United States, the police department of the city of Boston has a Hackney Carriage Unit, analogous to taxicab regulators in other cities, that issues Hackney Carriage medallions to its taxi operators.
The name 'hackney' was once thought to be an anglicized derivative of French haquenée—a horse of medium size recommended for lady riders; however, current opinion is that it is derived from the village name Hackney (now part of London). The place-name, through its fame for its horses and horse-drawn carriages, is also the root of the Spanish word jaca, a term used for a small breed of horse and the Sardinian achetta horse. The first documented 'hackney coach'—the forerunner of the more generic 'hackney carriage'—operated in London in 1621.
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I skipped the line, I paid my dime
I hung my coat, and now it's time
To move to the forefront, take my rounds
Say peace and give a pound have a drink, get down
I'm on the floor, besides the door
The sound is rich, and I ain't poor
I'm looking for Susie or Wendy or Judy
But look at her, but look at her, but look at her, "Who me?"
Yes, you sweetie, although it's hard to see thee
I see your silhouette and what I see has got me needy
I need you for a second of your time
But then I reckon that a second is too short let me try
"You're slammin'", but anyway, I'd like to say
I'm Dres of the Black Sheep givin' you play
Step out in the light, come show off yourself
Yo, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go, "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go, "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go, "Don't go"
Just don't know, "Why?", hon, I just don't know
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go"
See something ain't right, "Why?", it's the Strobelite
Van Damne
Oh man, now you look out
I can not dig it, I can not dig it
No, yo Black, I can not dig it
Listen Hon, I mean aah
It's nice looking at you, I just have to go
My man is right over there "Where you going?"
I have to go "Huh?"
(To his man who doesn't exist)
I'm on my way Black, I'm on my way
"Don't you have a number or something?"
Listen it's ahh, 765-4321
"What area code is that?"
One, nine-hundred
Listen here dear, step to the rear
Find yourself a seat, buy yourself a beer
Eat some pretzels, go play some videos
Thank you for your time honey, but hoe, I gotta go
I think I lost my coat, and plus I'm double parked
I thought you was my girl, see I can't see in the dark
Anyway I'm out, out is where I be
I've got to step, "With the viscosity"
When you see a honey by the Strobelite
Black I hope you got good sight
For honey that you see, like a Shakespeare soliloquy
May or may not be, all that
In fact, quite wacked
With the girl that makes you stop tracks
But neither here nor there fear
Unless, of course, you don't care
Listen baby girl, let me say it slow
I have to go
Not to dis, but let's disperse
Yo, I'll see you later, unless I see you first
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go, "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go, "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go, "Don't go"
Just don't know, "Why?", hon, I just don't know
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go"
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go "Don't go"
See something ain't right, "Why?", it's the strobelite
Can't swing tonight, so ahh
Honey take a hike, go fly a kite
And I don't mean to be impolite