Twinkle twinkle little star,
how I wonder what you are.
Can I see your driving license?
Please step out of the car.
You been drinking, little star?
Been carousing in a bar?
Shut your face and don’t talk back,
where you keep your stash of crack?
Gonna take you to the station,
got you this time, little star.
Punch your lights out at the station,
Little bastard’s what you are.