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White trash

Album: White trash
By:
Andy Edmondson

Duration

4:05

Genres

Blues

Description

this song is written in story form depicting my life in the small town of Labelle texas.. I work on a trash truck, which inspired the idea. oh yea, my truck got repoed one night and mr repo man thought he was gonna make a quick getaway but my truck ran out of gas before exiting my neighborhood...its all in there for your listening pleasure...enjoy.

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Lyrics

White Trash Written by Michael A. Edmondson Some say I’m spoiled. I live at home with my mama who fixes my dinners and washes my pajamas, but there’s two words your needing to explain it, so I’ll be the first one to say that I’m white trash…. 6 o’clock, I wake up to punch the clock on the truck…You know it ain’t a pretty life but you do what you gotta do…Friday 3 o’ clock… Getting off and getting drunk. It’s another wild weekend in the red, white and blue…I’m smoking Pall Malls. Tattoos and southern drawls; singing and drinking all night. Down by the bonfire, out onthe bayou, so bring your four-wheel drive…. I’m white trash. I live at home with my mama. Labelle, Texas. Not the Bahamas…My house is a trailer too…If it ain’t got wheels, how’s it gonna move? I’m white trash… I got three cars that don’t run and two on title pawn…Repo-man got one last night, it was just before the dawn…he got my truck. You know he wanted to get out fast. Before he could get out my hood, the truck ran out of gas…Repo-Man! Repo- Man! You, pushing my truck down the street! You took my ride just to find you’re walking like me! Hey I didn’t need that truck any way…could you give me a ride to Wal-Mart? I got a bike on lay-a-way…. I’m white trash… I live at home with my momma. Labelle, Texas. Not the Bahamas… You know there’s two words you need to explain it, so I’ll be the first one to say that I’m white trash… I’m a picking and grinning. Hanging out with all the sinning. You know Jesus did the same thing too, but me I ain’t got nothing to prove.. I’m white trash… I’m smoking Pall Malls…Tattoos and southern drawls; singing and drinking all night. Sitting on my front porch ,out on the bayou. so bring your four wheel drive. I’m white trash… © 2010 Michael Andrew Edmondson Inc.

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