Sometimes you can talk
Your way out of a
ticket
A little bit of charm
Is probably the safest
bet
Humour can work but
When talking to the
constabulary
Avoid reminding them
Exactly who pays their
salary
Sometimes you can talk
Your way out of a
ticket
A little bit of charm
Is probably the safest
bet
Humour can work but
When talking to the
constabulary
Avoid reminding them
Exactly who pays their
salary
“Do you know why I pulled you over?”
The cop asked me like
a typical fuzz
“No officer I don’t, I
hope you do,
I think it’s important
that one of us does”
When the police caught me speeding
My eyes were strained
and blinking
I was pulled over by a
putz
Who said “Your eyes
look red,
Have you been
drinking?”
So, with no ifs or
buts
“Your eyes look
glazed”
I responded without
thinking
“Have you been eating
doughnuts?”
Sometimes you can talk
Your way out of a
ticket
A little bit of charm
Is probably the safest
bet
Humour can work as
well
Don’t say to the men
in blue
“That's great the last
cop
Sometimes you can talk
Your way out of a
ticket
A little bit of charm
Is probably the safest
bet
Humour can work as
well
So, say to the men in
blue
“You don’t need to
check
In the boot, do you?”
When a cop stopped me for speeding
They fined me one
hundred pounds
“I was only trying to
keep up with traffic”
But the traffic
officer stood his ground
Then he looked at me
and responded
“But there are no
other cars around”
“I know” I said “I was
doing a hundred
And I was still losing
ground
Sometimes you can talk
Your way out of a
ticket
A little bit of charm
Is probably the safest
bet
Humour can work as
well
Providing you’re careful
And avoid any
reference
To the Village People
“I have to book you” the Officer said
“In the hope that you
won’t do it again sir”
“No it won’t happen
again” I said
“I’m sorry” the Officer said
“That I have to give
you a ticket sir”
“I’m sorry too” I said
“That I forgot
To plug in my radar
detector”
To find our favourite car
A survey has been done
And women have
declared
That it is a red one
Bimbette was stopped for speeding
When asked to produce
her license
She launched into a
tirade of abuse
“This doesn’t make any
bloody sense”
When the officer
calmed her down
He asked Bimbette to
explain
“Well you only took it
away yesterday
And now you want to
see it again”
When the police pulled me over
The reason wasn’t
exactly clear
It could have been the
speeding
That caused the police
to appear
Or running several red
lights
Or my complete
inability to steer
Any of the above would
have done it
Of that I am perfectly
clear
But what I said to the
officer
Was what really swung
it I fear
“I can easily reach my
license
Are you wearing a seat belt?
Well, you must as it’s
the law
Yes, I know its
confining
But not as much as a
mortuary draw
I picked up a hitchhiker today
I know you’re not
supposed to
But as I knocked him
down
It was the least I
could do
Racing through on the green
Breaking hard on the
red
Foot dallying on the
amber
Before belting across
instead
My seatbelt wouldn’t fasten
I thought I had been
tricked
But couldn’t work out just
how
To do it up and then
it clicked
I had a crash with another car
It was my fault,
Granted
And the “little man”
got out
And God how he ranted
“I’m not happy” he
shouted
“I’m not happy” he
said again
I just and smiled and
said
“Which one are you
then?”
I have an Angel on my dashboard
She’s my special lucky
charm
I have an angel on my
dashboard
Who’s keeping me from
harm
I was driving along the dual carriageway
When my boss phoned me
And told me I was
being promoted
It came out of the
blue and surprised me
It came as such a shock
That I swerved the car
quite violently
A little further along
the dual carriageway
And my boss phoned me
again
And told me along with
the promotion
Came a very nice
financial gain
It came as such a
shock
That I swerved the car
violently again
A little further along
the dual carriageway
And my boss phoned to
tell me
And told me along with
the promotion
Came the executive
washroom key
It came as such a shock
That I again swerved
the car violently
My boss phoned further
down the carriageway
And I answered in
hands free mode
And told me along with
the promotion
I was to receive the
penthouse code
It came as such a
shock
I swerved and careered
off the road
Every time I start my car
A light glow’s on the
dash
Reminding me
To release the
handbrake
Then a light flashes
And a warning bleep’s
Telling me to buckle
up
When I actually start to
move
An arrow appears
Telling me to change
gears
Then it dawns on me
What has occurred.
Automotive engineers
After a century of
expertise
Have managed to build
a woman
Inside every car