Tempo: Fast, Upbeat Honky-Tonk Stomp
(Intro)
(A blaring telecaster squeals while a heavy-hitting drum beat kicks the doors wide open.)
(Verse 1)
It’s 7:45, the sun's way too bright
He’s stumbling out his cruiser after shaking down the night
She’s peeling off her scrubs, smelling like pure decay
Two overworked motherfuckers wishing they could get away
He’s got a badge and a loaded piece of steel
She’s got a fucked-up attitude and nothing left to feel
They lock eyes by the dumpsters behind the ER door
Ready to rip each other's clothes off the fucking floor.
(Chorus)
Oh, it’s the badge and the bedside, the siren and the scrub
Fucking like wildcats in the back of a neon club
He chases down the shitbags, she fights the clock all night
He's looking for action, she’s itching for a fight
The flame burns hot and the smoke turns black
Once you taste that forbidden fruit, there's no turning back
The wreckage is a masterpiece when it’s all torn down
Just another fucked-up romance in this shit-ass town.
(Verse 2)
He’s got a wedding ring hid inside his glove box
She’s got a jealous boyfriend swapping out the deadbolts
They thrive on the adrenaline, the poison in the veins
Playing Russian roulette with each other's dirty names
He whispers ‘bout the hookers, she talks about the blood
Dragging all their filthy secrets deep into the mud
It’s a high-speed crash with the brakes cut clean
The nastiest goddamn mess you've ever seen.
(Verse 3)
They’re shacking up in cheap motels with whiskey on their breath
Scaring all the locals half to fucking death
He's flashing his blue lights just to clear the drive-thru lane
While she's screaming out his name and losing her damn brain
Snorting lines of Adderall off a greasy diner plate
Laughing at the wreckage as they seal their fucking fate.
(Chorus)
Oh, it’s the badge and the bedside, the siren and the scrub
Fucking like wildcats in the back of a neon club
He chases down the shitbags, she fights the clock all night
He's looking for action, she’s itching for a fight
The flame burns hot and the smoke turns black
Once you taste that forbidden fruit, there's no turning back
The wreckage is a masterpiece when it’s all torn down
Just another fucked-up romance in this shit-ass town.
(Bridge)
Then the blue lights fade out and the pager screams
Reality crashes straight through the dirty dreams
Internal Affairs is knocking, and the hospital is cold
When you buy into a lie that can never be sold
The badge gets stripped, the license gets revoked
And this whole damn toxic partnership goes up in smoke!
(Guitar Solo)
(A screeching electric guitar solo sounding like a chainsaw.)
(Outro)
Put the cuffs on tight, check the pulse one final time.
We rode this crazy train down to the finish line.
Just another badge... just another bedside...
What a goddamn mess.
(Final drum roll and filthy guitar chord fade)
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