Mrs. Officer, badge flashin’ in the rearview mirror
I pull over, heart racin’, hopin’ you don’t write this tear
You tap the glass, lips glossed like a red-light gleam
Ask me, “Boy, why you smilin’?”—I say, “You just fulfilled my dream”
Frisk me slow, fingers brushin’, handcuffs click like hi-hat steel
Whisper, “Anything you say can and will be used to make me feel”
Radio crackles, you ignore it, push the seat back, patrol-car steam
Miranda never sounded so sexy, love’s a crime and you the queen
Tonight the city’s ours, sirens sing a private tune
If lovin’ you is illegal, book me under your blue moon