Tip Your Hooker Lyrics

Tip Your Hooker lyrics

Enjoy your summer in hell 







Nashville 



In a coupe deville 



I swear we drove 



Through an oil spill 



And the shacks on the road side 



Trade hats for water jugs 



Tennessee 



In a beat up Dart 



Weeds rollin dark 



In these parts 



And the lines on the road cork 



screw like the steeplechase 







I don't want 



To go to jail 



I don't want 



To go to jail 



I don't want 



To go to jail 



And say I'm poor 







Sound the alarm 



Inside 



Give me some time 



To hide 



Ring the alarm 



Ring the alarm 



Sound the alarm 



Inside 







You're rich you're rich 



You're a wealthy mizer 



Atop a hill of pennies 



Too high to find her 



And my love shines 



Just like a golden tooth 



Chamomile 



For nerves of steel 



You mass market 



Your mass appeal 



And the devil riding shotgun 



Prays for a summer in hell 







I don't want 



To go to jail 



I don't want 



To go to jail 



I don't want 



To go to jail 



And say I'm poor 







Sound the alarm 



Inside 



Give me some time 



To hide 



Ring the alarm 



Ring the alarm 



Sound the alarm 



Inside 







Nashville 



In a coupe deville 



I swear we drove 



Through an oil spill 



And the shacks on the road side 



Trade hats for water jugs 







I don't want 



To go to jail 



I don't want 



To go to jail 



I don't want 



To go to jail 



And say I'm poor 







Sound the alarm 



Inside 



Give me some time 



To hide 



Ring the alarm 



Ring the alarm 



Sound the alarm 



Inside 







Enjoy your summer in hell.