Gin Sippin' Lyrics - Amon Amarth

Strolling down the strip, we were straight strip tripping 

Tipping all the dealers we were straight gin sipping 

Go gamble, fuck 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 fucking around 

They don't know we're just fucking 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 fucked up and faded 

With a gold digger who's pretty and thinks that you're rich and witty 

Oh, we're just fucking around 

They don't know we're just fucking 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 whores all for me 

What a time what a place they won't remember my face 

No one knows, oh, we're just fucking around 

They don't know we're just fucking 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