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White trash heaven in your home town |
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I can't stand it out on the lake |
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Let's gather 'round the 'ol oil drum |
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And twist up a thumb of shake |
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House a kit find us fuckin' freezing |
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We're a little tight gotta sell some thigh |
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Got a degree it's a p.h.d... |
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It's a useless urban lie |
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Wanted to be a dental hygenist-didn't want |
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To waitress |
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Shoulda stayed in school now she smokes |
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Unwashed penis |
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Deep lung cough and bloody stool |
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White trash momma |
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Socially assisted anally fisted |
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Unwashed sheets that stained with cum |
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Curlers in her hair yellow underwear |
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Burning all the garbage in the 'ol oil drum |
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Curlers kettles cans and curtains |
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They're so hurtin' she so sore |
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Eye dropper crack hits every mornin' |
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It's almost noon she has got to score |
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White trash momma |
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Raised on white bread |
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Trading stepped-on crack for bad head |
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Notice as the tracks are revealed |
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Her white trash fate is sealed |
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They didn't even see the twister comin' |
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The wind just whipped right out of the sky |
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Mom was too busy cookin'... |
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Mom was too busy gettin' high... |
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Carry...mommy... |
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Let's gather 'round the 'ol oil drum |
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It's right down by the shore... |
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We'll be talkin' and trading stories 'bout a white trash whore |
