We got thrown in a riot van And the coppers kicked him in And there was no way he could win Just had to take it on the chin
Smoked a bong a last night And stole somebody's telephone He thinks it's all alright But they've left him on his own, on his own
But baby stop calling Over and over yeah And give me some funny cigarettes And do what they told you, yeah
Pinched a car with one headlight And lost control the passengers were screaming Made him shut his eyes reet tight And think of you, and hope that he was dreaming
Then up rolled the riot van And called the fire brigade But it was already too late And there was no arrests to make Ohhhhh!
But baby stop calling Over and over yeah And give me some funny cigarettes And do what they told you, yeah