Every Check You Skate

I've always loved The Police, yet they never seemed to write much about crime, which was kind of perplexing. Surely Sting could've written at least a few songs about, well, the police. To rectify this shortcoming I've just reworked Every Breath You Take.
*update* I changed "booking you" to "busting you"

Every check you skate
And every purse you take
If your bail you make, the next law you break
I'll be cuffing you

Every single deed
And every charge you plead
Given all this weed, by the time your freed,
You'll be eighty-two

Oh, can't you tell
You belong in jail?
How your poor butt aches
With every show'r you take

Every purse you take
Every law you break
Every deal you make, every claim you fake
I'll be busting you

Since you've gone, my our city streets are safe
I cruise at night, I don't ever see your face
I check impound, but no stolen cars are traced
I book the clowns, yet I never need the mace
I feel so bored, and I long for a hot case
I keep trying baby, baby please,

Oh, can't you tell
You belong in jail?
How your poor butt aches
With every show'r you take

Every purse you take
Every law you break
Every deal you make, every claim you fake
I'll be busting you

Every purse you take, every law you break
I'll be busting you
I'll be busting you