Singing

This is what I heard over the monitor a little bit ago as I was making Stian's lunch. He had just woken up from his nap and was singing to himself in bed. The quality isn't that great, so here's a translation:

Taxi, taxi
riding in the backseat
roll the window up
roll the window down
put the money through the slot
see you later thanks a lot!
Taxi, taxi
riding in the backseat



This is Stian's favorite song (although he did tell me the other day that the song "I Want to Ride my Bicycle" by Queen was his "favorite song" - but he's a little obsessed with this one). We listened to it probably 80 times on our recent car trip to The Cities.