I'm the cop in a little bitty town
And I don't get much pay
Oh but I caught seventeen out of state cars
And four of my friends today
Yeah I let the hometown boys go home
They paid five dollars bail
Oh but all the drivers in them out of state cars
Had to go to jail
Well they 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
Yeah the judge and me got a deal you see
We split the money fair
'Cept for thirty percent to the county seat
To keep the law out of our hair
And old Charlie's working out real good
Down at the corner store where the red light is
He sees them out of state plates two blocks away
And when they get right up on top of that green light
Old charlie pushes that secret b***on underneath the corner drugstore counter
That yellow light only lasts for a tenth of a second
Oh the county pays me about forty a week
Ain't that the living end
If it wasn't for them tourists in them out of state cars
I'd have no loot to spend
But the way it stands this year so far
I've made a hundred thou
For a high school dropout I'm a doin' fine
I make more than the president now
(Course he's honest)
So if you're driving down the road
And flashing lights you see
If they're on a top of a red Rolls Royce
You can bet your boots it's me
Cause I'm the cop in a little bitty town
And I'd sure like to see
All them drivers in them out of state cars
Try to get by me
And I don't get much pay
Oh but I caught seventeen out of state cars
And four of my friends today
Yeah I let the hometown boys go home
They paid five dollars bail
Oh but all the drivers in them out of state cars
Had to go to jail
Well they 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
Yeah the judge and me got a deal you see
We split the money fair
'Cept for thirty percent to the county seat
To keep the law out of our hair
And old Charlie's working out real good
Down at the corner store where the red light is
He sees them out of state plates two blocks away
And when they get right up on top of that green light
Old charlie pushes that secret b***on underneath the corner drugstore counter
That yellow light only lasts for a tenth of a second
Oh the county pays me about forty a week
Ain't that the living end
If it wasn't for them tourists in them out of state cars
I'd have no loot to spend
But the way it stands this year so far
I've made a hundred thou
For a high school dropout I'm a doin' fine
I make more than the president now
(Course he's honest)
So if you're driving down the road
And flashing lights you see
If they're on a top of a red Rolls Royce
You can bet your boots it's me
Cause I'm the cop in a little bitty town
And I'd sure like to see
All them drivers in them out of state cars
Try to get by me