Tripe Face Boogie - Little Feat

Well I was buffalo-ed in Buffalo

And I was entertained in Houston

New York, New York you gotta choose one

It’s a tripe face boogie

Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah yeah

Well I, I don’t want your money

And I don’t want your time

Please don’t jive me Honey

And I’ll give you, give you back your dime

It’s a hype face boogie

Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah

I don’t dig potato chips

And I can’t take torts (?)

Got to tripe my guacamole baby

It’s quackers and tripe my sauce

It’s a hype face boogie

Going to boogie my scruples away yeah

Hype boogie, hype boogie

All night long…

You bring your guitar

I’ll bring the wine

Gonna tripe my guacamole baby

Just a one more time

It’s a hype face boogie

And I say 'lookout'!