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Wykonawcy

Teksty: Junior Brown. Highway Patrol.

I got a star on my car and one on my chest
A gun on my hip and the right to arrest
I'm a guy who's the boss on this highway
So watch out what you're doin' when you're drivin' my way

If you break the law, you'll hear from me, I know
I'm workin' for the state, I'm the highway patrol

Well, you'll know me when you see me
'Cause my door's painted white
And my siren screamin' in my flashin' red lights
I work all day and I work all night
Just to keep the law and order, tryin' to do what's right

If I write you out a ticket, then you'd better drive slow
I'm just a-doin' my job, I'm the highway patrol

I'm the highway patrol, the highway patrol
My hours are long and my pay is low
But I'll do my best to keep you driving slow
I'm just a-doin' my job, I'm a highway patrol

If your drivin' too fast like you shouldn't do
You can bet your boots, I'm comin' after you
If you wanna race then get on a race track
'Cause if you try to run away I'm gonna bring ya back

I'm here to keep all the speeders drivin' slow
I'm just a-doin' my job, I'm the highway patrol

I'm the highway patrol, the highway patrol
My hours are long and my pay is low
But I'll do my best to keep you driving slow
I'm just a-doin' my job, I'm the highway patrol
I'm just a-doin' my job, I'm the highway patrol