Sometimes your reputation precedes you in court. Don't believe a word of it, but I do like pastry.

Not Guilty this time

Sir your honor , I was just a little drunk; could easy pass the test’
Guess they needed to meet their quota, I was under arrest,

Offered the officer half my bottle. Boy, He had a fit ,
Reckon he was insulted , think he wanted all of it ,

Told him Sorry it ain’t the best , things been pretty tough,
You see, I ain’t loaded, ,cain’t afford the better stuff,

At the station I was booked for cocaine drug abuse,
But when they checked me over they had to turn me loose,

You see I wasn’t plastered when they drug me outta the Bar,
And they had these powdered donuts in the back seat of the car,

I’m fining you one hundred as a public nuisance and disgrace,
Judge ! , I only ate two donuts ! not the whole damn case!

A question , I have your honor , maybe you can answer it,
In the course of policeman training, Where do donuts fit?


And Judge don’t think I’m picky, cops ain’t paid the best I know,
But they could buy better donuts, those were stale a week ago.

"c'est la vie"