Long Fin k**ie - Cop lyrics

Cop says if I say a word, he'll k** me Climbing into his boxers Dead-end street, skulking in a doorway With his pants 'round his ankles Jerk-off over a weekend T.V. guide Why high Game show and the stars have caught in ratings Cop says weekend T.V. beats the tabloids There's no competition Color spreads out miles ahead if you ask him They're swimming with pin-ups He's not the kind for the slime of gangster gel, himself More a man for a bird in the hand and a backstreet This cop says that he'll buy the Coca-Cola And we'll go to McDonald's If I don't go come he'll split my head wide open It's all over good fun Burger King's a pick-up joint for f*gs and hags He says McDonald's does a wicked chicken burger Color spreads a soft p**n (x2) Color spreads like soft p**n College-bred's a soph*more Color spreads as soft p**n