Got thrown in a riot van
And the coppers kicked him in
And there was no way he could win
Just had to take it on the chin

Smoked a bum last night
And stole somebody's telephone
They think it's all alright
But they've left him on his own
On his own

But baby stop calling
Over and over yeah
And give me some funny cigarettes
And do what they told you yeah

The piccy car with one head light
And lost control the passengers were screaming
Made him sure his eyes retai
And think of here and all that he was dreaming

Then up roll the riot van
And call the fire brigade
But it was already too late
And there was no arrest to make
Oh

But baby stop calling
Over and over yeah
And give me some funny cigarettes
And do what they told you yeah