emptying out my pocket's things
wonderin' why the caged bird sings
charged with the same dang crime
sentenced for the third dang time
I'm not innocent
I never said I was
and my lawyer doesn't have a tongue
like Jesse Jackson does
but here inside this prison cell
I keep remembering
my parole officer
was the purtiest thing
and I still know your number by heart
even though you no longer play a part
well I don't know if it's love or if I'm smart
but I still know your number by heart
dreaming of the hours we spent
sure beats breaking up cement
we were introduced by fate
sort of like a first blind date
our secret rendezvous
set free this heart of mine
like knowing that you'd follow me
across the county line
and I've seen how drugs and alcohol
can get your dander up
but for your charms
I’d pee in any cup
and I still know your number by heart
even though you no longer play a part
well I don't know if it's love or if I'm smart
but I still know your number by heart
I saw a statue of a lady
justice was her name
and I knew the balance that she held
would some day tip my way
some poet said that love's blind, too
but I could see its plan
if that little job I pulled last year
someday made me your man
I dream of breaking out
your pull is so intense
the hounds of love
keep barking through the fence
but I know in three to five
I'll need you even more
I pray my file
comes knocking at your door