Call the police, the sun is out
but something is shady,she aint
no man; but she's a lady-
Call the police!
I'm trying to investigate; it might
be a crime of passion
or it might
be a crime of hate
Call the police!
My car is
out of gas and my
tire is flat.
I can't see a thing;
I'm blind as a bat-
Call the police!
my business is legal
and my taxes are paid.
Its a dark street;someone is
following me
and I'm afraid-
Call the police!
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Published on e-Stories.org on 04/18/2011.
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