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