He Drives a Volvo Songtext

Saying "come to the station, come with me
And where's your license MOT?
You drink too much, you drive too fast
And now you'll have to blow in the bag
All the white crystals turning green
I suppose you know just what this means"

Well they locked me up, took away my keys
Without not even a thanks or please
Empty your pockets and things like that
And piss in a pot and come right back
And sit in a cell and make no noise
Or you'll get a visit from the boys
In comes one with a cup of tea
No thanks, man, it's beer for me!

Well I go to court with the old JP
I know the police got it in for me
They're telling that beaky porky pies
And say they think I shouldn't drive I drink too much, I drive too fast
And when I went to blow in the bag
All the white crystals turned all green
But in defense, I told 'em clean...

There's many reasons why I drink and drive
I got to get home before it gets light
There's many reasons why I will arrive
I'm on the road and I'm as high as a kite
There's many reasons why I will survive
I drive a Volvo so I'll be alright
He drives a Volvo, he drives a Volvo, he drives a Volvo...