Straight From the Hip Kid

Straight from the hip, kid, ya You've taken up in luck with Love starved imitations Hangin' out with crazies! Feedin' you a sweet talk Sweet talk for a soft touch You poor little rich kid. Yea, straight from the hip, kid Ya can't afford to lip it. Broken out of pocket, ya Got to get the deuce up, and Sure it's home with mama Ya know her love's a turn, yeah! Ain't life a bitch, kid? So high a T society So high brow, but so low down. So low down, so Straight from the hip, kid. Straight from the hip, kid. Yeah, straight from the hip, kid, you're Lyin around in gutters Hangin in the riff-raff They'll suck you six feet under. Bitin' at your death-wish you're Makin with the devil! Oh triple-six, kid! So high a T society So high brow, so low down. So low down, so Straight from the hip, kid. They get ya... Straight from the hip, kid. Huh! -solo- Straight from the hip, kid Split before you're busted Watch it, don't get flustered Goin' through the trouble You're shootin' on a life raft Right between some white trash. You poor little rich kid. So high a T society So high brow, but so low down. So low down, so Straight from the hip, kid. Take it from the hip, kid. Better not slip kid! Oh, ain't life a bitch, kid. 1-2-3 So high a T, so high a T So high brow, but so low down. So low down, so high brow. So high brow, but so low down. Poor little rich kid. Oh, just a rich kid.