I was listening to the music on the radio
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I had a feeling that something's not right
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The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd
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From the gig that we played that night
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We pulled into a motorway restaurant
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Stopped a while and fooled around
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Oh, I still had a feeling that something's not right
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As we started out homeward bound
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Into the night came a blue flashing light
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A blast from the siren to make sure
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That we came to a stop behind the motorway cop
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Who'd been trailing us for more than an hour
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He pulled us out of the car at the side of the road
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He questioned us one at a time
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Where is the gear that we know that you use
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We said the only speed we use is our car
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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You should've seen the stupid smirk drop from his face
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It was a negative exercise
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The way that we dress and the things that we do
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They thought it was an easy bust
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I was listening to the music on the radio
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I had a feeling that something's not right
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The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd
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From the gig that we played that night
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop, get out
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We are the strong arm of the law
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Stop! Get out!
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Strong Arm Of The Law
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| Saxon |
