When I was six, I had my first lady
When I was eight, my first drink
When I was fourteen, I was speeding in the streets
What could anybody say to me?
You can call me Mister, you can call me Sir
But dont you point your finger at me
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want a mistrial in front of the people
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want to bring my case to the people of New York City
When I was thirty, my attitude was bad
If I said differently itd be a lie
But theres some smarts you learn down in the street
That a college education cant buy
You can call me Mister, or you can call me Sir
But dont you point your finger at me, oh
Oh, I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want a mistrial in front of the people
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want to bring my case to in front of the people at New York City
You can call me Mister, or you can call me Sir
But dont you point your finger at me, yeah
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want a mistrial in front of the people, I, I
I want a mistrial to clear my name
I want to bring my case to the people at New York City
And I said M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L, mistrial
In front of all the people
I said M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L, mistrial
In front of the people of New York City
Mistrial
… the people of New York City
I said mistrial
M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L