Gettin' Jipped Songtext
von Grandaddy

Go home, mama, go home to your cop
You made us all feel weird, you should just stop
As soon as he takes off you appear
With your one year old and a half can of flat beer

You bought into the thought
That believing in something is a lot of shit
Well, that′s unfortunate
I guess you're gettin′ jipped

You bought into the lie
That the truth don't apply to you and never did
Well, that's unfortunate
I guess you′re gettin′ jipped


Well, I got ski poles and I'm on my horse
And you′re on pills, all weird wearin' gym shorts
And my horse and I are gonna find your man
And let him know he′s got a fucking freak on his hands

You bought into the thought
That believing in something is a lot of shit
Well, that's unfortunate
I guess you′re gettin' jipped

You bought into the lie
That the truth don't apply to you and never did
Well, that′s unfortunate
I guess you′re gettin' jipped

I guess you′re gettin' jipped
I guess you′re gettin' jipped
Yes, you′re gettin' jipped