I woke up late and I missed my alarm
Spilled hot coffee all over my arm
Jumped in the hoopty and slammed on the gas
If you drive slow I'm kicking your glass
I’m doing ninety in a thirty-five zone
Texting my lawyer on a flip-phone
Get out the lane grandma move to the right
I got a heavy foot and I’m looking for a fight
Move move move get out the way
I got zero patience and a bills to pay
This hatchback screams like a jet in the sky
I cut you off and I won't tell you why
Honk the horn until the battery dies
See the red rage burning in my eyes
Pedal to the floor mat metal on steel
I’m eating fast food with my knees on the wheel
Oh no look at the rearview mirror
Red and blue lights are getting nearer
I think I broke a law or maybe twenty-four
Should I pull over or should I floor it more
I don’t wanna go to jail tonight
But I really don’t wanna be polite
Officer please I’m in a hurry
My vision is getting a little bit blurry
He’s walking up to the window tapping the glass
I roll it down and say I’m out of gas
He asks for license and registration
I hand him a coupon for a discount vacation
He smells the donuts on the passenger seat
I ask him if he wants a little something to eat
He’s writing a ticket the size of a book
I give him a smile and a crazy look
I’m running late and the siren is loud
I’m drawing a massive rubbernecking crowd
My insurance is up and my tires are bald
This is the worst day that I ever recalled
I shift to reverse and I hear a crunch
There goes my bumper and there goes my lunch
The cop is yelling and I’m screaming back
I think I’m having a panic attack
Oh no look at the rearview mirror
Red and blue lights are getting nearer
I think I broke a law or maybe twenty-four
Should I pull over or should I floor it more
I don’t wanna go to jail tonight
But I really don’t wanna be polite
Officer please I’m in a hurry
My vision is getting a little bit blurry
Handcuffs click and I’m in the back
Should’ve stayed home with a panic snack
Now I’m riding shotgun with the law
Worst taxi ride that I ever saw
The siren is wailing a sweet lullaby
I guess I’m not such a tough guy
Next time I drive I’ll take the bus
And save myself all of this fuss
Oh no look at the rearview mirror
Red and blue lights are getting nearer
I think I broke a law or maybe twenty-four
Should I pull over or should I floor it more
I don’t wanna go to jail tonight
But I really don’t wanna be polite
Officer please I’m in a hurry
My vision is getting a little bit blurry
LyricDrone987
