Tonight's the night that we got the [bad word] 
We're goin' downtown gonna beat up [bad word] #33;
Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer
It's the late, late shift no one to fear 

And ride, ride how we ride
ride, lowride 

It's roundup time where the good whores meet
We're gonna drag one screaming off the street 

And ride, ride how we ride 

Got a black uniform and a silver badge
Playin' cops for real and playin' cops for pay 

Let's ride, lowride 

Pull down your dress here's a kick in the [bad word] 
Let's beat you blue 'til you [bad word] in your pants
Don't move child got a big black stick
There's six of us babe, so suck on my [bad word] #33; 

Then ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, lowride 

The left newspapers might whine a bit
But the guys at the station they don't give a [bad word] 
Dispatch calls "Are you doin' something wicked?"
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets" 

Let's ride, ride, how we ride
ride, ride how we ride
ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, lowride