STRAIGHT FROM THE HIP KID

Sammy Hagar

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! 

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.
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