Law and Order Lyrics

Well I'm six foot nothing of muscle and bone
With my Colt .45 I weigh seventeen stone
Got a Stetson hat and a big cigar
And I clean up trouble with my little tin star
Law and Order... trouble in a bulletproof vest
Law and Order... I'm the troubleshooting king of the West

Well I cleaned up the commies and the longhaired b**s
All the Chinee, queers and Red Indian scum
I cleaned out the liquor, loose women and dope
And put the uppity n****** on the end of a rope

Law and Order... trouble in a bulletproof vest
Law and Order... I'm the troubleshooting king of the West
My mommy held tupperware parties
Had acne when I was a boy
Headed out West - expanded my chest
Now they treat me like the real McCoy

Now I never get trouble from nobody else
I can sit right back and feel proud of myself
Got the cleanest city this side of the West
It's so d*** clean there ain't nobody left
Law and Order... trouble in a bulletproof vest
Law and Order... I'm the troubleshooting king of the West

I'm the cotton-pickin', high fallutin',
Rooty-tootin', put-the-boot-in
Troubleshooting king of the West