We got thrown in a riot van
 And the coppers kicked him in
 And there was no way he could win
 Just had to take it on the chin

 Smoked a bong a last night
 And stole somebody's telephone
 He thinks it's all alright
 But they've left him on his own, on his own

 But baby stop calling
 Over and over yeah
 And give me some funny cigarettes
 And do what they told you, yeah

 Pinched a car with one headlight
 And lost control the passengers were screaming
 Made him shut his eyes reet tight
 And think of you, and hope that he was dreaming

 Then up rolled the riot van
 And called the fire brigade
 But it was already too late
 And there was no arrests to make
 Ohhhhh!

 But baby stop calling
 Over and over yeah
 And give me some funny cigarettes
 And do what they told you, yeah