Turbo
Speed trap town in the middle of Tennessee
Red was in the drivers seat blazing down I-40 East
The band was in the back, trying to get some sleep
Blue lights flashing, pull it over to the side of the road
Officer Loftis saying "Boys y'all better do what you're told.
This is a rocknroll band, I can guarantee that yall got some dope."
We were 25 days into a 27 day tour
We left Denver Colrado some 17 hours before
But before we got to Kansas we stopped beside the marijuana store
We were all holding, from the drummer to the saxophone man
We had to think fast, we had to come up with a plan
Next thing we hear "everybody out of the van"
They made us line up our bags
They brought out Turbo the lab
He's just a dog with a badge
He's trained to sniff out your stash
His name is Turbo, Turbo, Turbo the black lab
Now Turbo he seemed like an ordinary doggie to me
No special training, no distinctive pedigree
But a cop is gonna see exactly what he wants to see
Officer Loftis claimed he signaled the trombone player's backpack
I think he probably really smelled his teriyaki beef jerky snack
I guess we'll never know!
that's when we started to crack
They made us line our bags
They brought out Turbo the lab
He's just a dog with a badge
He's trained to sniff out your stash
His name is Turbo, Turbo, Turbo the black lab
Remember in Tennessee
If you're a long hair like me
You better not speed
Around the Cookeville PD
Cause they got Turbo, Turbo, Turbo sniffing your weed
Red was in the drivers seat blazing down I-40 East
The band was in the back, trying to get some sleep
Blue lights flashing, pull it over to the side of the road
Officer Loftis saying "Boys y'all better do what you're told.
This is a rocknroll band, I can guarantee that yall got some dope."
We were 25 days into a 27 day tour
We left Denver Colrado some 17 hours before
But before we got to Kansas we stopped beside the marijuana store
We were all holding, from the drummer to the saxophone man
We had to think fast, we had to come up with a plan
Next thing we hear "everybody out of the van"
They made us line up our bags
They brought out Turbo the lab
He's just a dog with a badge
He's trained to sniff out your stash
His name is Turbo, Turbo, Turbo the black lab
Now Turbo he seemed like an ordinary doggie to me
No special training, no distinctive pedigree
But a cop is gonna see exactly what he wants to see
Officer Loftis claimed he signaled the trombone player's backpack
I think he probably really smelled his teriyaki beef jerky snack
I guess we'll never know!
that's when we started to crack
They made us line our bags
They brought out Turbo the lab
He's just a dog with a badge
He's trained to sniff out your stash
His name is Turbo, Turbo, Turbo the black lab
Remember in Tennessee
If you're a long hair like me
You better not speed
Around the Cookeville PD
Cause they got Turbo, Turbo, Turbo sniffing your weed
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Timmons, Shelby Means
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