Once she was a beauty queen
Who wanted something more
Now she's hanging out with me
Down at the liquor store
And it won't stop when I turn it off
So she has to get the beer
She puts in the back seat
And quietly says to me....
When, exactly, did we become white trash?
How come we got seven dogs living in the garage?
How come the only 8-track in our car is Johnny cash?
When, exactly, did we become white trash
Member since: 3/12/2007 10:09:03 AM