I stayed home that fateful night.
I took a limo, then a flight.
The bag I had was just for me.
My bag! My bag! Hey, leave it be.
When I came home I had a gash.
My hand was cut from broken glass.
I cut my hand on broken glass.
A broken glass did cause that gash.
My friend, he took me for a ride.
All through LA, from side to side.
From north to south we took a ride.
But from the cops we could not hide.
My trial lasted for a year.
A year! A year! Just sitting here!
The DNA, the HEM, the HAW
The circus-hype the viewers saw!
Did you do this awful crime?
Did you do this anytime?
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not anytime.
Did you take this person's life?
Did you do it with a knife?
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not kill my wife.
Did you hit her from above?
Did you drop this bloody glove?
I did not hit her from above.
I cannot even wear that glove.
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not anytime.
The glove you see it doesn't fit.
The lawyer says you must acquit.
Acquit because the cops all lied.
Acquit, acquit, the lawyer cried.
The jury came back verdict in hand.
And silence fell across the land.
Not guilty, not guilty they did decree.
Not guilty, not guilty, now set him free.
And now I'm free, I can return
To my house for which I yearn.
And to my family whom I love.
Hey, now I'm free - Give back my glove!!