Ross Golan & Molehead - Gin Sippin' lyrics

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