Woah, woah, woah, woah You were lyin' there with nothing on But a goofy little grin and a platinum blonde I can't believe you'd do that 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 from losin' my head Is i hate stripes and orange ain't my color And if i squeeze that trigger tonight I'll be wearin' one or the other There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion The only thing savin' your life Is that i don't look good in orange and i hate stripes Woah, woah, woah I could fall in love with a prison guard I could sell cigarettes in the prison yard Don't think hard time would be that hard on 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 chains, it's the clothes that's stoppin' me Oh, and one shot ain't worth a bad mugshot God knows i wouldn't be caught holdin' up a number While the whole town's starin' at the picture In the paper of me wearin' stripes Final no there's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion The only thing savin' your life Is that i don't look good in orange and i hate stripes And orange ain't my color And if i squeeze that trigger tonight I'll be wearin' one or the other There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion The only thing savin' your life Is that i don't look good in orange and i hate stripes Woah, woah, woah, woah