But Mr. Officer did you know?
That is my baby you arresting, uh
Your taking him away, what did he do?
I think your making such a mistake
Mr. officer what's going on?
He said he threw that old life away, yea
So who you thinking of, you must be wrong
I know my baby he's a good man
But Mr.Officer please understand
This is my third time at your precinct.
And all you giving me is the run around
Your only testing my patience
What will I do when the lights are turned off
My rent is due and my bills are backing up
So Mr. Officer don't prosecute
I′m telling you that he′s a good youth, oh oh
Said I just don′t know why
And now my baby′s gone it's like me just wan fi cry
So when they throw me pon the stand
Sit around and watch me a go lie
To the lawyer to the judge
Make a blessing for me pastor
Should′nt neva kept my baby daddy, call me nafta
Hold me I go home, ay me I go face mi dada
There go your reply Mr. Officer