Stakeout song lyrics police: It's Just a Job. Police stake out story song, subject's wife sunbathing Kevlar. MickTerry.com

Stakeout song lyrics police: It's Just a Job. Police stake out story song, subject's wife sunbathing, Kevlar.  MICK TERRY
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( Police stakeout song lyrics )
IT'S JUST A JOB
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It was supposed to be a stakeout,
from in the house next door.
With 'scopes and notes and taping,
they really can be bor-ing.
But Wesson had to wander
into the neighbor's yard.
It was suppposed to be a stakeout ...

    IT'S JUST A JOB, I keep saying, JUST A JOB.
    No matter how much I love it or
    the good that I can do.
    IT'S JUST A JOB, I keep saying, JUST A JOB.
    IT'S JUST A JOB.

Yes, the subject's wife was stunning,
sunbathing by the pool.
And Wesson had to saunter by
and chat like any fool --.
It wasn't our eyes only
observing this cute scene.
Yes, the subject's wife was stunning ...

    CHORUS

        The subject sent two gorillas
        to squash this troublesome pest.
        But Wesson had to shoot off his mouth
        and wouldn't let it rest.
        He taunted, teased and cajoled them
        'til he ducked inside our back door.
        The subject sent two gorillas
        and they brought back four more.

Then they smashed the door like kindling
& stormed their way upstairs
to teach some punk a lesson.
But guess what they found there --?
Three cops with 'scopes and cameras
and tape recording gear.
Then they smashed the stuff like kindling ...

    CHORUS

If it wasn't for the Kevlar,
I'd be a hole-y man.
Shot through three vital organs,
no way that I'd be stand-ing.
My life would pass before me,
so quickly come and gone.
If it wasn't for the Kevlar ...

    IT'S JUST A JOB, I keep saying, JUST A JOB.

Copyright 2000  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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To other camera / photo song lyrics:   BLANKET THIEF CONSPIRACY
To other work song lyrics:   EXCUSES, EXCUSES
To other crime song lyrics:   FORTY BIBLES
To other police song lyrics:   DIRTY COP
COP ON MY TAIL
DON'T SHOOT ME
EHAWEE IS GONE
RUBBER BULLETS
MOTHER PLUCKER
COPYCAT, COPYCAT
FRANKLINTOWN FLOOD
HEY! YOU TALKING TO ME?
CLOSE BUT NO HORSESHOE
DRUNK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN
THE WRONG MAN (TROY DAVIS)
MUST BE THE MAID'S YEAR OFF
NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!
EDDIE, GET OFF THE DAMN PHONE
SOMEBODY GUNNED DOWN BARNEY
SECURITY STRIP-SEARCHED GRANNY
FINS, FINS (ODDYSEY OF THE TRAILER
FIRST TIME OUT (IN HIS BRAND NEW PORSCHE)
I WASN'T MAKING ADVANCES (SENATOR LARRY CRAIG)
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