Running From the Po Po

Good thing I am a former track star Ain't got the dough to afford a car The shirt I am wearing is on it's third month straight That lady on the Pine Sol commercial gave me the secret to keep the smell up to date Now all the females think I lost my Mo Jo They all laugh watching me run from the Po Po Now they have several of lined up against a brick wall An old lady says, that's him the one who smells like Pine Sol But I am set free on my own recognizance I just smiled and nodded, I have no idea what that word meant It is no fun committing crimes solo It is even less fun, having no one to leave behind when you're running from the Po Po I've been pretty lucky having a predetermined escape route I decided to drop the Pine Sol and switch to shout The women yell and laugh as they call me PS A new scent tomorrow will leave them with a second guess I will dye my tee shirt blue using some Tydee Bowl Gotta go under cover and not attract any attention from the Po Po I sit down and eat my favorite kind of sandwiches One with just mustard and one with the sloppy joe sauce, without the meat by Manwich I am drinking a cup of coffee that is ten days old I take my finger and remove the floaters and chunks of mold I am going to the station and make up a story to get a cup of coffee to go They tell me to get my coffee and leave, I am mad, so I shake their vending machine and get a free pack of Ho Ho's From now on, for my free cup of coffee, I am going to see the Po