The Be-Aclectics - Constable Manning

Constable Manning
Yeah, yeah he's Mr Clean curse of London's criminal scene
Yeah, yeah he's Mr Clean curse of London's criminal scene

Constable Manning is walking the beat, the rhythm of law is made by his feet
Buttons shining he looks so smart, keeping the law means looking the part
Knows exactly what to do, he picks on me and he picks on you

Yeah, yeah he's Mr Clean curse of London's criminal scene
Yeah, yeah he's Mr Clean curse of London's criminal scene
Constable Manning pride of the Met, community copper in every respect
Boldly goes where no others can, he always there to get his man
Villains seem in awe of him, it's almost like he pulls the strings

Extraordinary officer, extraordinary officer, extraordinary officer
Extraordinary officer, officer

Yeah, yeah he's Mr Clean curse of London's criminal scene
Yeah, yeah he's Mr Clean curse of London's criminal scene

Constable Manning proud of the blue, loves to tell people what to do
Motorists stopped every day, burglars seem to get away
There are rumours but they're hearsay, about his lifestyle on a copper's pay

Written by:
Peter Hogan

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