Strolling down the strip, we were strip tripping Tipping all the we were straight gin sipping Go gamble, fuck hos, knows everybody smokes dope You can on our clothes A little bit of indo a little bit of Because we were of curious what was under their skirts
Oh, just fucking around They don't know we're fucking around
Split it, hit it, win it, stick around for a Throw another bill in it; though, be broke without credit You will be glad that you did, you'll be fucked up and faded With a digger who's pretty and thinks that you're rich and witty
Oh, we're fucking around They know we're just fucking around
I'd stinking from drinking My boys are AWOL I'm I needed a room for the On to the hotel with the I a tip to this chick it was a chip worth a grip but that was it A wink and a key and I to my room Oh, not two, were three different whores all for me What a time a place they won't remember my face
No one knows, oh, we're just fucking They don't we're just fucking around
Soon afternoon came and I'd up for two days I had played the same game with money and hos you know how it Our weekend had with all the hos we befriended But our egos had landed since we went home empty Come on and go, let's go hit the road for four hours home go and get stoned and no one will know