The TV said the Juice must have gone plum loco.
When there's cop cars chasin' a white Ford Bronco.

Have you heard the story of the low-speed chase?
An' the swat teams waitin' at O.J.'s place.
That story's true it's sad to say,
I was watchin' the game when they cut away.

He told the LA cops he was gonna' give up,
An' the media set up their satellite trucks.
Had 18 cameras at city hall,
Then O.J.'s lawyer began to stall.

All the sudden in the wink of an eye,
That Bronco was spotted on 405.
On CNN an' the networks three,
The flashin' tailights were all you could see.

Now the Rockets an' Nicks were in game five,
When O.J. started that fateful drive.
His four-way hazard lights were blinkin',
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The newsmen said he'd lost his sense,
Said insanity'd be his best defense.
But they knew this show was awfully hot,
So they jockeyed around for action shots.

There was psychoanalysts an' personal friends,
Beggin' the juice to turn himself in.
TV copters high above,
An' cops in the bushes dressed like shrubs.

Fans were cheerin' from the side of road,
One man yellin' out, "Go Juice go!"
Wavin' signs when Al pulled in,
95 million people tuned in.

An' o they took a mug shot an' threw him in jail,
Time Magazine thought he looked too pale.
The network's plannin' a brand-new show,
Cop cars chasin' a white Ford Bronco.