the girl police are coming over, comb your hair pretend you're sober andy, lock the stash in the bottom drawer. the woman fuzz are coming for us, they're hardened by drawn out divorces averse to our verses, deplore the chorus.
ooh hoo, they surround our places... arrested by our handsome faces the cold, long arm of the law has got ruby glitter painted claws.
the lady cops are coming for me, let's Jovi out in a blaze of glory tell my ma i'm sorry, that's my story. it was our antic romantic disasters, that got the girl cops lord in after us to drag our names through the mud, to get their hands in our blood.
ooh hoo, they want to hole us up in their lockdown... a year for every precious heart we've knocked down. less a day for every night we rocked out. (and we always rocked out)
cause stephy likes jimmy, but jimmy likes eric and eric likes jess. its an awful mess an awful mess. denis caught monique kissing on francois outside the depaneur, so they're done for sure...