作曲 : Goodman, Happoldt, Smith ...
Rolled upRolled up again
Rolled upRight in front of my friends
I was rockin' like a star
Closed down all the bars
And now I'm sitting in this holding cell
Sad but true
Well, I need you
Come get me out of jail
Please, please
You're my only friend
That I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail
Cheese sandwich, orange juice
I've even had to fight to keep my shoes
I don't got no phone or credit cards to use
And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do
Sad but true
Well, I need you
Come get me out of jail
Please, please
You're my only friend
That I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail
Have you ever had a brother man been out of control?
And if pull it, that's the place, that's the world
Ever had a brother man been out of control?
One take the 
Lord, send your deepest regards
Incarcerated and the cell smells like beer
Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
Last thing 
I remember, 
I heard last call
My pocket's controlled by alcohol
Oh man, I gotta get out of here
And Lita is my angel
I've been floating on the sea
Bail bondsman wants that boat so bad
She don't need no 
IDCheri's down, bail you out
You better not mess 'em around
No, noAnd 
I got caught with 10 pounds
Sad but true
Well, I need you
Come get me out of jail
Bail please
You're my only friend
That I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail
Rolled upRolled up again
Rolled upRight in front of my friends
Rolled up