Am          G
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Am                  
You were lyin' there with nothing on
But a goofy little grin and a platinum blonde
    G                                                  Am
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
         G                                                       Am
The only thing keepin' me from losin' my head

[Chorus]
              C                                 Am
Is I hate stripes and orange ain't my color
                C
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight 
              G
I'll be wearin' one or the other
                Am                                    C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
      F                            Am
The only thing savin' your life
            C                     G                                Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
Am          G
Woah, woah, woah

Am   
I could fall in love with the prison guard
I could sell cigarettes in the prison yard
       G                                                          Am
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
              G                                                        Am
Ain't the chains, it's the clothes that's stoppin' me

[Chorus]
              C                                 Am
Is I hate stripes and orange ain't my color
                C
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight 
              G
I'll be wearin' one or the other
                Am                                    C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
      F                            Am
The only thing savin' your life
            C                     G                                Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes

[Bridge]
            C                                         Am
Oh, and one shot ain't worth a bad mugshot
                              C
God knows I wouldn't be caught holdin' up a number
                       G
While the whole town's starin' at the picture
In the paper of me wearin' stripes

[Am     F    C   G]
      
[Chorus]
               Am                                    C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
       F                             Am
The only thing savin' your life 
          C                          G                          Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
                    F
And orange ain't my color
                C
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight 
          G
I'll be wearin' one or the other 
               Am                                       C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion 
         F                           Am
The only thing savin' your life
            C                        G                               Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes