Morina - CCR

Morina - CCR

Moli-i-i-i-na, where you goin" to 
Moli-i-i-i-na, where you goin" to 
She"s daughter to the mayor,
Messin" with the sheriff,
Drivin" in a blue car,
She don"t see no red light.
She"s comin" in the mornin"
Lookin" a disaster,
Drivin" in the prowl car,
Spent the night in jail.
Oh!
Sheriff gonna go far
Drivin" to the state house,
If she makes a million,
Papa can retire.