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He was a plain clothes cop

And he said

Come with me you're under arrest



There's nothing more that I detest

Than a phoney who pretends

To be your friend



Said he was havin a real good time

At my party

We partied hearty ya



We drank and smoked

We had lotsa laughs

It was one big joke



Then he started to make a pass

I said hey bud

Let go of my ass



He said look babe

You're makin me hot

I need something to hit the spot



I said, look man, sex ain't my scene

Like do you know what I mean

He said hey babe don't get upset

You haven't gotten to know me yet



I said I had no intention to

I didn't know what else to do



Then he got mad

And when he's mad he's bad

He was a plain clothes cop

And he said come with me you're under arrest

He said look here I got somethin

I want to show you

He cornered me and pulled it out

His badge was real without a doubt

He said now you know who I am

I'm working for your Uncle Sam

He was a plain clothes cop

And he said come with me you're under arrest

Now my partying days are over for awhile

Now I sit and wait for my trial