No matter what you think you've done
You'll find it's not enough
No matter what you think you know
You won't get through
It's a given, L.A. law Someone's faster on the draw
No matter where you hide I'm comin' after you
Now matter how the race is won It always ends the same
Another room without a view Awaits downtown
You can shake me for a while
Live it up in style
No matter what you do I'm comin' after you
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody wants into the crowded light
Breakdown, takedown, your busted
Let down, your guard, honey
Just about the time you think that it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, your busted
This is a town where everyone Is reaching for the top
This is a place where sceond best will never do
It's O.K. to want to shine
But once you step across that line
No matter where you hide I'm comin after you
Shakedown, breakdown, takedown
Everybody wants into the crowded light
Breakdown, takedown, your busted
Shakedown, beakdown, honey
Just about the time you think that it's alright
Breakdown, takedown, your busted
From the motion picture Beverly Hills Cop 2, 1987
Written by Harold Faltermeyer, Keith Forsey, and Bob Seger