HONEY, TAKE A BACKSEAT (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) Honey, take a backseat I've got to go to town word on the street is there's something going down you know I love your kisses but let's give it a rest I've got a job to do with this badge on my chest You in that sundress what's a country cop to do? you've got my heart by the balls but I've got a duty too so, Honey, take a backseat you're gonna cause a wreck if you keep crawling back up here and biting my neck Honey, don't... the Chief's not gonna like this... come on, don't make me have to arrest you honey I don't want to slap the cuffs on you stop smiling. Honey, take a backseat there might be danger ahead there might be gunplay and violence and piles of the dead I suppose it could be nothing just a cat in a tree but either way you gotta stop undressing me I'm on the job, baby honey, I took an oath but the way you put your hands on me makes me forget them both For everything there is a season for everything there is a time I can't be thinking about your body if I'm fighting crime Honey don't Get off my lap, sweetheart you keep kicking the radio Dispatch is gonna hear you Honey we're almost there and if you promise to be good when my shift is over I'll find a place in the woods I'll put away my citations and pull out some libations and we'll play good cop and bad cop the way that we should