Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hot Tub Refugee, artist - Steve Goodman. Date of issue: 31.12.1984
Song language: English
Hot Tub Refugee |
| 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 |