Steve Goodman Hot Tub Refugee
One, Two, Button my shoe
Some people sit in the jacuzzi
Every night and every day
Cause they think that boiling water
Will take all their blues away
To be successful is so stressful
So the hottentots unwind
And party, party, party
While they're boiling their behinds
But not me
I like my lobsters in the sea
I get my power from the shower
Cause I'm a hot tub refugee
Now they cannot see the danger
When the bubbles start to rise
So they sit and soak for hours
Til they're hot tub hypnotized
And they say it's so romantic
And the only way to score
Is to bathe with thirty people
That you never met before
But not me
That's just one place I'll never be
I'm just a hermit with a permit
To be a hot tub refugee
Soak it now. What's your sign?
I've tried the tubs in Aspen
Where the bunnies go to ski
And the tubs in California
Full of wet celebrities
But I swear a hot tub party
Makes my spirit start to droop
As I watch sweet young tomatoes
Try to turn themselves to soup
But not me
My onions mean too much to me
And my soul is saturated
I'm just a hot tub refugee
