Well, damn, SOCKS o'quarters writes itself:

(Start yer accordian blues progression here)

Need me some SOCKS o' quarters, they won't be for my feet
Need me some SOCKS o' quarters, No, I ain't talkin' 'bout my feet
A bunch of socks o' quarters
And I'll be on easy street

Spend 'em on my sweetie, or use 'em in a fight
Spend 'em on my sweetie, or use 'em in a fight
They'll scare off the bad dogs
But treat a lady right