Lyrics Police! Police! - Atlanta Rhythm Section

Police! Police!

Well, it was Saturday night and it was getting kinda late
Willie said I got to get my head on straight
He went down to the poolroom and made him a buy
From an undercover agent in the FBI
He said police, police
Gimme a chance
I’m a victim of a circumstance
Take these handcuffs offa my hands
Have a little mercy Mr. Policeman
It’s a sad situation but it ain’t no crime
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Can’t ever tell when it might be you
Tellin' hard luck stories to the man in blue
Singin' police, police
Gimme a chance
I’m a victim of a circumstance
Take these handcuffs offa my hands
Have a little mercy Mr. Policeman
Well, it don’t really matter if you’re right or wrong
When the man says «go,"you're as good as gone
So keep on singing, what you got to lose
Give it one more chorus of the Police Blues
It goes: police, police
Gimme a chance
I’m a victim of a circumstance
Take these handcuffs from my hands
Have a little mercy Mr. Policeman
Police, police
Gimme a chance
I’m a victim of a circumstance
Take these handcuffs from my hands
Please, have mercy
Mr. Policeman