Sheriff Jones
Put your hands in the air, this is Sheriff Jones
I see you Sheriff Jones
Sitting on the highway all alone
Hiding behind that big oak tree
Shine that radar gun at me
Hey why you going my way
Flying down the highway
You trying to get yourself killed
Pull over it's Sheriff Jones!
Hey I'm asking nicely
And you wanna fight me
I'll throw you in the can
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
I see you Sheriff Jones
Walking that beat and you're all alone
Mirror Aviators and a big old gun
Striking fear in everyone
You think you'll catch me cause you go real fast
Better put your foot heavy on the gas
I see you Sheriff Jones
Come and get me
Hey why you going my way
Flying down the highway
You're gonna get someone killed
License and registration, it's Sheriff Jones
Hey you better not disrespect me
I'll take you downtown
To the penitentiary
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
We have a situation, put your hands in the air
I'm gonna need some identification
It's a court ordered confiscation
I'm bringing you down to the station
You can go at your top speed
There's no place you can hide or flee
You can have a billion bullets in your gun
Sheriff Jones captures everyone
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
Hey you think you can ride by me
In your stolen car, selling drugs,
Probably pimping hoes!
Put your hands in the air, I'm Sheriff Jones
Hey Meet my revolver
His name's Problem Solver
Go ahead make my day
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
I see you Sheriff Jones
Sitting on the highway all alone
Hiding behind that big oak tree
Shine that radar gun at me
Hey why you going my way
Flying down the highway
You trying to get yourself killed
Pull over it's Sheriff Jones!
Hey I'm asking nicely
And you wanna fight me
I'll throw you in the can
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
I see you Sheriff Jones
Walking that beat and you're all alone
Mirror Aviators and a big old gun
Striking fear in everyone
You think you'll catch me cause you go real fast
Better put your foot heavy on the gas
I see you Sheriff Jones
Come and get me
Hey why you going my way
Flying down the highway
You're gonna get someone killed
License and registration, it's Sheriff Jones
Hey you better not disrespect me
I'll take you downtown
To the penitentiary
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
We have a situation, put your hands in the air
I'm gonna need some identification
It's a court ordered confiscation
I'm bringing you down to the station
You can go at your top speed
There's no place you can hide or flee
You can have a billion bullets in your gun
Sheriff Jones captures everyone
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
Hey you think you can ride by me
In your stolen car, selling drugs,
Probably pimping hoes!
Put your hands in the air, I'm Sheriff Jones
Hey Meet my revolver
His name's Problem Solver
Go ahead make my day
No one gets away from Sheriff Jones
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Funk
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