4:15am, 07/12/2001
brrrrrrrrring, brrrrrrrrrrrring, brrrrrrrring
Hello?
Mom?
Wendy? What's wrong?
I'm in jail............
What?
I'm in jail I got a dui...
WENDY!
Mom, I KNOW...there's nothing to say...can you come get me?
Rollin down the highway doin 60
Lights start flashin comin from behind
I forgot to use my turnsignal
oh yeah and I was a little far gone at the time
Officer I ain't had that much to drink
I used mouthwash, that's the culprit why my breaf do stink
Mr. Policman please don't make me blow this horn
I'm on my knees, I'm beggin please, I'll even shuck yo' corn
I ain't drunk I'm just fucked up
I got picked up by the po-po
Frisked down like some dime store ho-ho
I like twinkees so much bettra
Yellow cake and creamy centra
My face is up against the glass
Handcuffs and a fist up my ass
I can't believe I'm getting fisted
That ain't a fist my underwear is twisted
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