Call the Police

See, I'm a heel-kickin', beer-drinkin', Zydeco lover, bring it on

Oh, ain't nothing like a party and, baby, I ain't never going home

I got my drink in my hand, I ain't partied since I don't know when

I'm gonna dance all night and help start over again

Oh, jambalaya, country-fried gumbo, Creole chicken wings

Say, we don't give a damn where you're from, let's Zydeco-dance

Toe-tappin', floor-jumpin', booty-shakin', love-makin', swing

All down in the bayou, even the alligators drink

Swamp roast on the porch, having themselves a good time

Say, Ma and Pa in the kitchen, making them another batch of wine

Sac and Sue on the floor doin' the Cajun dosey-doe

And we gonna party like we never partied before

Why don't you call your wife, call your boss man? 'Cause we ain't never going home

Call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' get our drinks on

And you can call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' tear this place down

You better call the police, call the police 'cause we ain't never going home

'Cause we love that Zydeco

Dance across the flo'

Do a Cajun dosey-doe

You know we love our Zydeco

We gonna dance across the flo'

And do a Cajun dosey-doe

'Cause we ain't never going home

We gon' get our drinks on

And we ain't never going home

'Cause we gon' get our drinks on home

Why don't you call your wife, call your boss man?

'Cause we ain't never going home

Call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' get our drinks on

And you can call the police, call the police'Cause we gon' tear this place down

You better call the police, call the police'Cause we ain't never going home

See, I'm a heel-kickin', beer-drinkin', Zydeco lover, bring it on

Oh, ain't nothing like a party and, baby, I ain't never going home

I got my drink in my hand, I ain't partied since I don't know when

I'm gonna dance all night and help start over again

Oh, jambalaya, country-fried gumbo, Creole chicken wings

Say, we don't give a damn where you're from, let's Zydeco-dance

Toe-tappin', floor-jumpin', booty-shakin', love-makin', swing

All down in the bayou, even the alligators drink

Swamp roast on the porch, having themselves a good time

Say, Ma and Pa in the kitchen, making them another batch of wine

Sac and Sue on the floor doin' the Cajun dosey-doe

And we gonna party like we never partied before

Why don't you call your wife, call your boss man? 'Cause we ain't never going home

Call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' get our drinks on

And you can call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' tear this place down

You better call the police, call the police 'cause we ain't never going home

'Cause we love that Zydeco

Dance across the flo'

Do a Cajun dosey-doe

You know we love our Zydeco

We gonna dance across the flo'

And do a Cajun dosey-doe

'Cause we ain't never going home

We gon' get our drinks on

And we ain't never going home

'Cause we gon' get our drinks on home

Why don't you call your wife, call your boss man? 'Cause we ain't never going home

Call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' get our drinks on

And you can call the police, call the police 'cause we gon' tear this place down

You better call the police, call the police