Every State Line

I got pulled over in west

TexasSo they could look inside my car

He said, "Are you an American citizen?"

I said, "Yes sir, so far"

They made sure

I wasn't smuggling

Someone in from

MexicoSomeone willing to settle for

America'Cause there's nowhere else to go

I broke down in

LouisianaAnd

I had to thumb a ride

Got in the first car that pulled over

You can't be picky in the middle of the night

He said, "Baby, do you like to fool around?"

He said, "Baby, do you like to be touched?"

I said, "Maybe some other ******** you very much"

I'm in the middle of

AlabamaThey stare at me where ever

I goI don't think they like my haircut

I don't think they like my clothes

I can't wait to get back to

New York city

Where at least when

I walk down the street

No one ever hesitates

To tell me exactly what they think of me

A little town in

Pennsylvania

There was snow on the ground

A parked in an empty lot

Where there was no one else around

But I guess

I was taking up too much space

As I was trying to get some sleep'

Cause an officer came by anyway

And told me

I had to leave

And every state line

There's a new set of laws

And every police man

Comes equipped with extended claws

There's a thousand shades of white

And a thousand shades of black

But the same rule always applies

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, and watch your back

Smile pretty, smile pretty