I Was on My Way to Phoenix
(To the Tune of "By the Time I Get to Phoenix.")

I was on my way to Phoenix and got busted

'Cause I left my papers on the dresser drawer

I wore brown makeup for the costume party

And I looked just like a real matador

My GPS read zero at the stop sign

But the cop said that he saw me roll right through

I really wasn't driving while Hispanic

Like so many do

You'd think my southern accent would convince him

That I was really from the USA

But there wasn't any way that I could prove it

Forgettin's such an easy thing you know

When will they let me go?

It's up to Sheriff Joe...

Words by Will the Writer, Music by Jimmy Webb