Calling All Cars
Calling all cars
There's been a robbery
Somebody's stolen my baby from me
She was a red hot mama
But her love ran cold
Surveill' her, trail her, nail her boys
And bring her on back home
Calling all cars
Hey, you know that's right
Somebody's kissin' my baby tonight
Put the pedal to the metal
Turn on them party lights
Cuz the cops ain't the only guys
Wearing blue tonight
She was last seen wearing white
With a brand new wedding band
She was packing a piece of my heart in her hand
Consider your own ladies, boys
And you will plainly see
Possession's nine-tenths of the law
But she belongs to me
Calling all cars
There's been a robbery
Somebody's stolen my baby from me
Dust her for the fingerprints
My naked eyes can't see
Then confiscate the infidel
And hang him from a tree
Copyright 1998
Cat Welch & Ronnie Jeffrey
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