It was just a small infraction. Really. Nothing big.
Then WAM-BAM-ALAKAZAM! I wind up in the brig.
You’d think I was a low-down louse, a criminal, a crook,
Getting stuck here in the big house, like a worm upon a hook.
“Please, don’t keep me in the slammer, until I’ve done my time.
But give me back my freedom. I’ll admit I did the crime.”
My jailer, she’s a tough one, but I’m gonna make a break…
And…maybe scoop more icing off my sister’s birthday cake.