the cop in a little bitty town
Oh, but I caught seventeen
and four of my friends today
they paid five dollars bail
Oh, but all the drivers in the
Well, hollered and they moaned
and they cried and they groaned
They all swore that they'd sue
But the judge was high and so was I
And we needed the money too
Gee, the judge and me got a deal, you see
Sip a 30 % to the county seat
to keep the law out of our hair
And old Charlie's working
He sees them out -of -state plates
And when they get right up
on top of that green light
That yellow light only lasts for
Either count or pay about
ain't that the living end?
If it wasn't for them touristin'
I'd have no loot to spend
But the way it stands this year so far,
For a high school dropout,
I make more than the president now,
So if you're drivin' down the road
and flashin' lights, you see
If they're on top of a red Rolls Royce,
you can bet your boots it's me
All you drivers in them out -of -state cars