Sammy Hagar - Straight From The Hip Kid

Straight from the hip, kid, ya
Youve 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 cant afford to lip it.
Broken out of pocket, ya
Got to get the deuce up, and
Sure its home with mama
Ya know her loves a turn, yeah!
Aint 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, youre
Lyin around in gutters
Hangin in the riff-raff
Theyll suck you six feet under.
Bitin at your death-wish youre
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 youre busted
Watch it, dont get flustered
Goin through the trouble
Youre 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, aint 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.
[ Straight From The Hip Kid Lyrics ]