I was looking for a policeman
Can you help, can you help me PC
Someone stole, stole away my honey
Now she's gone, gone with greasy

We were away, away in Tunisia
When she met, when she met Ahmed
He was tanned and very good looking
And very proud and promised to wed

I never got, got to love you
Come back, come back, come back
I promise I'll be everything you wanted
You can have all my stack

Your father and even your sister
Think you must, must be quite mad
For me they even feel sorry
'Cause without you I'm so sad

copyright 2008 Len Gold