Capo on 1

            
Woah, woah, wo

      
ah, woah
            
You were lyin'

      
 there with no

thing on
But a goofy little grin and a platinum blonde
             
I can't believ

              
e you'd do tha

                           
t on our bed
I got a pistol and I got a bullet
And a pissed off finger just'a itchin' to pull it
             
The only thing

              
 keepin' me fr

              
om losin' my h

                       
ead

[Chorus]
              
Is I hate stri

             
pes and orange

              
 ain't my colo

      
r
              
And if I squee

  
ze that trigge

r tonight 
              
I'll be wearin


' one or the o

ther
              
There's no cri

            
me of passion 

              
worth a crime 

            
of fashion
             
The only thing

              
 savin' your l

       
ife
             
Is that I don'

              
t look good in

             
 orange and I 

                         
hate stripes
          
Woah, woah, wo

ah

   
I could fall i

n love with th

e prison guard
I could sell cigarettes in the prison yard
             
Don't think ha

              
rd time would 

              
be that hard o

                        
n me
I could pick up trash on the side of the road
But I'd die if I saw someone I know
              
Ain't the chai

             
ns, it's the c

              
lothes that's 

                             
stoppin' me

[Chorus]
              
Is I hate stri

             
pes and orange

              
 ain't my colo

      
r
              
And if I squee

  
ze that trigge

r tonight 
              
I'll be wearin


' one or the o

ther
              
There's no cri

            
me of passion 

              
worth a crime 

            
of fashion
             
The only thing

              
 savin' your l

       
ife
             
Is that I don'

              
t look good in

             
 orange and I 

                         
hate stripes

[Bridge]
             
Oh, and one sh

              
ot ain't worth

                          
 a bad mugshot
              
God knows I wo

              
uldn't be caug

  
ht holdin' up 

a number
              
While the whol

         
e town's stari

n' at the pict

ure
In the paper of me wearin' stripes

[Am     F    C   G]
      
[Chorus]
              
There's no cri

            
me of passion 

              
worth a crime 

           
of fashion
             
The only thing

              
 savin' your l

         
ife 
             
Is that I don'

              
t look good in

             
 orange and I 

                      
hate stripes
              
And orange ain

      
't my color
              
And if I squee

  
ze that trigge

r tonight 
          
I'll be wearin

' one or the o

ther 
              
There's no cri

            
me of passion 

              
worth a crime 

              
of fashion 
             
The only thing

              
 savin' your l

         
ife
             
Is that I don'

              
t look good in

             
 orange and I 

                           
hate stripes