chorus:
Go slow, there's a chariot
hiding there behind a tree
Oh, no, he's thrown a lariat
got his radar aimed at me..

verses:

Got a detector, best money could buy
thinking it would let me fly...
but that ollllld. black-and-white chariot
clocked me doing eighty-five....chorus.

Cop walked up, he looked mad
ticket book in his hand.
Wrote me a ticket that made me sad,
then he took my radar band....chorus...

Got me a lawyer, to plead my case
figured I had nothing to lose..
but the judge just sat there stony-faced,
"30 days" he did choose....chorus.

So, I did my time, got my license back
the lesson learned ex-pen-sive-ly,
now got a detector the cops can't crack
and I only do eighty-three ! ...chorus.

Watch out for that de-pu-ty !