gotta make his quota today
are those big black and white jobs that really move out
on the hollywood freeway flyin' past
writin' up hot shoes drivin' too fast
gotta make his quota today
they hide behind the bushes on the side of the road
waiting for their next writing episode
they sharpen up their pencils and straighten their pad
they can't wait to punch it out to think they're bad
gotta make his quota today
gotta make his quota today
you don't stand a chance no matter what you drive
and when he pulls you over
don't you give him no jive
'cause big john law don't take no lip
unless you're a chick and you're really hip
gotta make his quota today
gotta make his quota today