One, two
One, two, three, four

Don the robe again.
Just can't wait to put on the robe again.
I like the buzz of judging scofflaws from my bench.
And I look great when I don the robe again.

Don the robe again.
Showin' hatred when the laws are bent.
Poundin' gavel if the lawyers scream and vent.
And I sit straight when I don the robe again.

Don the robe again.
When a man looks shifty, cops are called from hallway.
When the press attends,
Insist the written words refer to court case, and your face...

Is on the robe again.
My justice grates when a blonde is gross with men.
I like to judge and place that floozy in the pen.
And I call breaks to get on commode again.

Don the robe again.
By the stand, they're frisking cheeky clowns that gyrate.
And the best defense,
Insisting hapless perps need learning hard ways, and guards gaze...

Upon the robe again.
Judgment day, when I don the robe again.
I like to probe the case, defusing discontent.
I have my way when I don the robe again.
Oh, I get dames when don the robe again.