Police harrassment song lyrics That Deputy ThinksHesGotMe Jail judge trumpedup bogus coldblooded case alibi MickTerry

Police harrassment song lyrics That Deputy ThinksHesGotMe Jail judge trumpedup bogus coldblooded case alibi MickTerry
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( Police harrassment song lyrics )
THAT DEPUTY
( THINKS HE'S GOT ME )
Copyright 2011 - MickTerry.com

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Since a young punk of fifteen, Deputy Bradshaw's on my tail,
convinced I'm some kind of worthless criminal sludge.
But he had no goods on me able to keep me long in jail
and I always got let off light by every judge.

    THAT DEPUTY THINKS HE'S GOT ME
    right there in his crosshairs.
    THAT DEPUTY THINKS HE'S caught ME
    after chasing me for five years.

Wooden gavel crashing down hit like a blow to Bradshaw's face
each time a judge threw a charge out on- its ear.
Looking more like some dumb clown w/ ev'ry trumped-up bogus case,
you might think he might back off after each time I'd been cleared.

    CHORUS

        I'm a good kid. Never did anything Bradshaw said,
        but maybe one or two that he didn't know.
        I'm a good kid. Never knew what had gotten into his head
        to keep on after me and to hate me so.

But now Bradshaw's charging me with a rap of Murder One.
No alibi and I could be do-ing Life.
Cold- blooded First Degree: In my garage, the loaded gun.
My alibi:  I was doing Brad-shaw's wife.

    CHORUS

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To other crime song lyrics:   FORTY BIBLES
To other police song lyrics:   DIRTY COP
IT'S JUST A JOB
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)
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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