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Tip Jar - Frankie Ballard
Me and the boys,
we played every frat house and dive

We rocked the Razorbacks of halls
and the Crimps of tide

We were down and destined

when she walked up to the stage

Dropped a note in the tip jar,

blew a kiss and walked away

I counted two hundred dollars,

one request for the Grateful Dead

A couple bottle caps, a business card,
and a perfume note that said

I love hurricanes and romance,

guitars cranked up on ten
Waking up with the sunset,

and hanging here at the Hog's Breath

Lighters raised up in the smoke rings,

the sunburn on some new ink

Hearing Drift Away while you sing,

and kissing beneath the stars

Oh man you find all kind of things in a tip jar

I held her that summer,
living on borrowed time

Cause once September comes,
everybody says goodbye

Now it's the last show
and here she comes to the stage

Dropped a snapshot in the tip jar,

blew a kiss and walked away

I counted five hundred dollars,

one request for the Grateful Dead

And a picture of her with those long tan legs,
and on the back it said

I love hurricanes and romance,

guitars cranked up on ten

Waking up with the sunset,

and hanging here at the Hog's Breath

Lighters raised up in the smoke rings,

the sunburn on some new ink

Hearing Drift Away while you sing,

baby take care of my heart

Man you find all kind of things in a tip jar

I see lighters raised in the smoke rings,

and sunburn on some new ink
Playing Drift Away but I can't sing,
as she slips off to the dark

Man you find all kind of things in a tip jar

Yeah you find all kind of things in a tip jar