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 Yeah, straight from the hip kid Ya can't afford to lip it Broken out of pocket, ya Got to get the deuce up 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 Yeah, straight from the hip kid, ya 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 One, two, three 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 © RONDOR MUSIC (LONDON) LTD (ASCAP); Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com