Going to Brockton last Sat night 

Picked up my babe she looked just right

Had some wheels and money to spend 

How was I to know that I’d get it in the end

Criuisin down the road the music’s loud 

Glad to be alive and feeling proud

Stayed real late and went back with the band 

It was a good night but fate falls like sand

Then I hit a cab and I was gone 

He turned around and the chase was on

Cruisin around the corner and tires wail 

I was doin 80 hope the brakes don’t fail

Looked at my babe she was drinking a beer 

Either she’s drunk or has no fear

Trapped like a rat so off the pedal I eased 

The boys in blue didn’t look to pleased

Now they got me on a rail 

I wonder who’s gonna pay my bail

Went to court the other day 

The judge said boy you’re gonna pay 

Yup

The story of a friend's colorful night club date night.