Hilton Prison Blues

A parody of the classic Johnny Cash song Folsom Prison Blues

I hear the media's cameras a clickin'
They're driving me around the bend
And I ain't gonna see the sunshine for the next 40 days
It's crazy

I'm a Hilton struck in prison
And I know I did't do nothing wrong
Poor little rich me
Caught in a trap
And the gossip keeps on draggin'
Draggin' my name through that Hollywood mud

When I was just a baby with a silver spoon in my mouth
My mama warned me
Warned me about the working man who would try to take it all away
With their petty jealousy

And so now it's come to pass
My ass being judged so unfair
Just like I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
Oh, when I hear through the grapevine what they're all sayin'
I got nothing more to say
Nothing more I wanna do then just hang my head and cry

I bet there's poor folks pokin' fun
From their trailer trash homes
They're probably drinkin' cheap whiskey
And smokin' dope
Jerking my name around
For no damn good reason
No damn good one at all

Well I know they're all say I had it comin'
I know they're all make fun of me
Those people keep trash talkin'
And that's what tortures me

Well, when I'm free from this prison
I'm gonna hit this city with the biggest lawsuit they're ever seen
I'll mow them all down
Till they understand just where they stand in line
So much lower on the human food chain then me
Wonderful, perfect me

Far from being a Hilton in prison
At a Linsdey Lohan party is where I wanna be
And I'll let 'em snap all the pictures they want
As I party hardy my blues away

2007 Ramona Thompson