Hoyt Axton - Officer Ray lyrics

Officer Ray, may your hens never lay May the rats eat your mail May your testicles fail Officer Ray, may you have a bad day May your wife run away With a hippie. Cruisin' down Sunset Boulevard Takin' it easy, wasn't thinkin' too hard All of a sudden in the mirror, behind me Red lights flashin', Lord, it liked to blind me. It was Badge 140, LAPD Motorcycle cop, he was capturing me With his boots, black an' shiny an' his headlight a storm Would've been happy if he'd let me alone. Well, I had me some tickets I forgot to pay Sure made him happy, that Officer Ray Put the cuffs on me an' he took me to jail Where is my lawyer? Won'tcha get me my bail? Where is my lawyer? Won't you get me my bail? Don't think I like it in the Hollywood jail Officer Ray, if I had my way Send you to watts in the mornin'. In the front line with your hands tied behind you You might find your thoughts quite alarmin' You just might not arrest the next brother you see You might hang up your gun an' go to farmin', oh. Officer Ray, may your hens never lay May the rats eat your mail May your testicles fail Officer Ray, may you have a bad day May your wife run away With a hippie, oh