Lyrics The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

Hell of a Hat

That's a hell of a hat that you're wearing

It goes real well with the earring

Five through the nose, bold and daring.

You've got to pardon me if I'm staring.

Man, I really dig your shoes.

Fat fade and fresh tattoos.

Bet the females can't refuse.

And if I'm staring, please excuse.

Sharpest motherfucker in the joint.

The other motherfuckers stop and point.

The gear you wear seems complete, why you gotta pack the heat?

We question one accessory, don't think the piece is necessary.

We agree you're dressed to kill, but wonder if you will?

Hell of a hat you're sporting, Jack.

Diamond cuff links and a sweet tie tack.

The pocket watch must've set you back.

You're the man, man, you're the mack.

Pinstriped number, me oh my, that's rude.

And that's a hell of an attitude.

You made the scene and set the mood.

I'm only starin' 'cause I'm a nervous, dude.

Sharpest motherfucker, we repeat.

The other motherfuckers can't compete.

The clothes you choose are stylish, why you gotta wear the gun?

We question one accessory, don't think the piece is necessary.

We agree you're dressed to kill, but wonder if you will?