Early morning at Fisherman's Wharf,
Clam chowder in bread bowls to start us off.
Mom drives a taxi, me by her side,
Through San Francisco, we take a ride.
Small fares, they're just guppies, see,
Medium fares, dolphins swimming free.
Searching for whales in the bay so wide,
In our taxi, we take the stride.
Guppies and dolphins, our little game,
Chasing whales, never the same.
Rolling through the city's veins,
In Mom's taxi, through sun and rain.
Driving over the Golden Gate,
Picking up passengers, never late.
From the BART station, stories unfold,
Every ride a tale retold.
Small fares, they're just guppies, see,
Medium fares, dolphins swimming free.
Searching for whales in the bay so wide,
With your spirit, I'm by your side.
Guppies and dolphins, our little game,
Chasing whales, never the same.
Rolling through the city's veins,
In Mom's taxi, through sun and rain.
Years have passed, and now you're gone,
But your lessons, they still live on.
I took your place in the Camry's seat,
Driving Uber, your spirit next to me.
Small fares, they're just guppies, see,
Medium fares, dolphins swimming free.
Searching for whales in the bay so wide,
With your spirit, I'm by your side.
Guppies and dolphins, our little game,
Chasing whales, never the same.
Rolling through the city's veins,
In Mom's taxi, through sun and rain.
Guppies and dolphins, our little game,
Mom, I'm still searching for the whales,
With every ride, lessons prevails.