(nick lowe/gypie mayo)
I stand accused of late night crime
She picked me out of an i.d. line
It wasnt me
No sir, it wasnt me
No matter what you say
I was miles away
It wasnt me
Things look bad
In our fast lane
The judge looks mad
But this is a frame
It wasnt me
No sir, it wasnt me
This is a real nightmare
Cause I was elsewhere
It wasnt me
Now Ive been in trouble one time before
But why in hell they wanna nail me now
It wasnt me
No sir, it wasnt me
This time it aint no use
I aint got no proof
It wasnt me
This time it aint no use
I aint got no proof
It wasnt me
- guitar break -
She turn on the tears
She starts to cry
The jury
s out Ill say bye bye it wasnt me
No sir, it wasnt me
They think Im tellin lies I was a passerby
It wasnt me
Now I like to drink like anyone else
But Im nearly sure it wasnt myself
It wasnt me
No sir, it wasnt me
It was a cold black night
And she wasnt my type
It wasnt me
It was a cold black night
And she wasnt my type
It wasnt me