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(Alright, whatever y'all say, a 1-2, 1-2-3-4) |
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Well I was cruisin' Texarkana in my Cadillac, |
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We were giggin' Louisiana and a comin' back, |
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It was startin' to get light and I was really gone, |
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I saw a flashin' in my mirror, he was movin' on, |
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(Chorus) |
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Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me, |
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Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery, |
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You got the biggest attitude I ever saw, |
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I bet you's wishin' I was guilty Johnny Law |
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Standin' by my cruiser waitin' for your friends, |
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Or you sidle by later, maybe haul me in |
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You're pushin' me around just hopin' that I'll choke |
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And if you get your way I'll be locked up and broke |
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(repeat chorus) |
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(yeah, go git'em yeah) |
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[Interlude] |
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(Ricky) |
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Well you got everything all lit up for the world to see |
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But you ain't found nothing so you're settin' me free |
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You make your money puttin' fear at those oppressed |
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You ain't nuthin' but a bully with a star on your chest |
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(repeat chorus) |