Cherry Poppin Daddies White Trash
He was a bebopper
He came and left her life
He smacked around a bit
She cut herself with kitchen knives
The the police they came
And took those kids away
away from the trailer park
Now I can hear the neighbors say
As we went away
What a mess oh what a mess
All those kids are poor white trash
Run away and leave today
All you’ve ever been is poor white trash
And then I had a job
But soon I had to quit
My boss he had a mouth
that hung open a little bit
his tiny view of life
depressed and swallowed me
I dreamed of something more
deep down inside I felt this way
but I couldn’t say
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