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