Lyrics

Well listen to me judge I just got out of the can
and I could never picture going back there again
I never shot nobody don't carry a gun
it's just like Mr Bon said I just want to have some fun

I got to move! Like Hoola Malla Walla
Move! Like Tra La La
I got to move! Judge hear my tale!
I got to make bail, I'm too sexy for jail!

I never stepped out for a whisky on a saturday night
I never broke no glass, I never started no fight
I’m not the only sharp dude in a suit and a hat
That picture isn’t me and that's a natural fact

I got to move! Like Hoola Malla Walla
Move! Like Tra La La
I got to move! Judge hear my tale!
I got to make bail, I'm too sexy for jail!


Well now they picked me from the lineup but I wasn't even there
The lady point of finger and said that's him man I swear
Don't try to pin no misdemeanor felony on me
I got a show to do your honor, I've got to remain free

I got to move! Like Hoola Malla Walla
Move! Like Tra La La
I got to move! Judge hear my tale!
I got to make bail, I'm too sexy for jail!

I got to move! I got to move!
I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God!