"Illegal Left" lyrics
"Illegal Left"
Illegal left on Sunday mornin'
On the corner I was warnin'
Waving wildly, wildly warn
Don't take that turn on Sunday morn
A motorcycle cop was waitin'
He had to fill his ticket book
On his nerves now, I was gratin'
Illegal left that no one took
Well, maybe I should mind my own
And maybe it's not my concern
But somewhere someone's sufferin'
And this is an illegal turn, and
Sunday mornin', not too far
Someone's takin' someone's car
Someone's takin' someone out
Someone needs you now, no doubt
He told me I should move along
I said, "You've got the whole thing wrong"
"I'll stay here, I got the time"
"And you can deal with real crime"
He didn't like what I was sayin'
Not at all, no, not one bit
I didn't see the point in stayin'
It was fun though, I'll admit
Maybe I should mind my own
And maybe it's not my concern
But somewhere someone's sufferin'
And this is an illegal turn, and
Sunday mornin', not too far
Someone's takin' someone's car
Someone's takin' someone out
Someone needs you now, no doubt
Oh
Writer(s): Dennis Brockenborough, Kevin Lenear, Joseph Sirois, Joseph Gittleman, Richard M Barrett, John T Burton, Nathan Robert Albert
- AZLyrics
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- The Mighty Mighty Bosstones Lyrics
album:
"Don't Know How To Party" (1993)
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