|Coming out of San Diego one summer night
The moon was high the wind was right
When I saw the man with a big blue light
Pull me down at the overpass
As his breath showed cold in the dark night
I said mister won't you let me put up a fight
Whatever I've done I will make it right
Was I going to fast
He cuffed my hands and read me my news
As we drove away I sang outloud the
They locked me away in a room with a bed
Where time moved slow as a far away jet
Seemed like hours before the bailer paid my debt
With freedom close I started losing my fear
I said now where's the cop that brought me here
Pointing and yelling I spoke with a sneer
They pointed to the door and looked confused
As I walked away I sang outloud the
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