| Well I was driving down the road just a minding my own
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| When Johnny Law pulled up from behind
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| He walked up to my window and said, roll it down
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| And let me see what I can find
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| I said, no way, what’s mine is mine
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| And I’d appreciate it if you’d leave me be
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| He said, I’ll leave you be alright, in a cell all night
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| I’ll lock you up and throw away the key
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| He slapped them cuffs on my wrist
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| And my hands clenched into fists
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| And I wished I could have punched him in the jaw
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| And knock out old Johnny Law
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| Old Johnny Law
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| Johnny Law
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| He’s the littlest man I ever saw
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| With his badge and his gun
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| He’ll just hassle everyone
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| He’ll get you on the run
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| Johnny Law
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| He took me down to the state house
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| And he hurled that book at me
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| And being in a cell is like being in hell
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| For a man who longs to be free
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| I sat there and I wondered
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| Just what gave this man the right
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| To leave me to rot
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| Here on this rickety cot
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| Just a staring at the celling all night
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| And I couldn’t help but think
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| Of the words of my dear departed pa
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| He said, do the best you can
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| Be a good man
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| But don’t you never trust Johnny Law
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| Old Johnny Law
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| Johnny Law
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| He’s the littlest man I ever saw
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| With his badge and his gun
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| He’ll just hassle everyone
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| He’ll get you on the run
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| Johnny Law
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| Without any proof they couldn’t keep me there
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| So they let me out in the morning
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| And that cop said, son, I don’t know what you done
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| But just consider this a little warning
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| I said, it must take a lot of nerve to protect and to serve
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| But I wonder what it would be like
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| If you didn’t have that badge or that gun or that uniform
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| To hide behind
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| And although I feel
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| That this whole deal, I got, was pretty damn wrong
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| My conscience is clean
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| Cause I’m a human being
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| And you’re just Johnny Law
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| Old Johnny Law
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| Johnny Law
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| Well, you’re the littlest man I ever saw
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| With your badge and your gun
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| You just hassle everyone
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| You’ll get ya on the run Johnny Law
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| With his badge and his gun
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| He’ll just hassle everyone
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| You’ll never get me on the run
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| Johnny Law |