Here we go again, driving home and in no fit state
Cause we had one or two over the eight
I need to relieve myself, can't wait
verse 2
Blue light flashing, coming up a-right behind
Me and Mary hittin' the cats eyes
Trying hard to follow the white line
Pre-Chorus
Well I ain't ready to face the law
I ain't running and that's for sure
Maybe they'll just want an autograph
So keep your hands off my power supply
There's no chance that we'll get away, yeah-hey
So keep your hands to yourself, my oh my
I guess it ain't our lucky day, yay-yay
verse 3
A white inceptor or maybe they're flagging us down
Now the boys in blue have a nose around
What's your number, can I see your licence sir?
(Gimme air, gimme air)
Pre-Chorus
But I ain't ready to blow in the bag
I ain't ready to lose my rag
Gotta work out what I'm gonna say
So keep your hands off my power supply
There's no chance that we'll get away, yeah-hey
So keep your hands to yourself, my oh my
I guess it ain't our lucky day, yay-yay
(Gotta get away-ya)
Pre-Chorus
Well I ain't ready to face the law
I ain't running and that's for sure
Mary leave my gear stick alone
So keep your hands off my power supply
There's no chance that we'll get away, yeah-hey
So keep your hands to yourself, my oh my
I guess it ain't our lucky day, yay-yay
Gotta get away, gotta get away, yay-hey
Outro