Saturday, August 2, 2008

Upper Middle Class White Trash

I just got off, work at 5,
drivin' that ol' van I drive,
overalls, and dirty boots,
but Uncle Bill needed a funeral suit,
so when I walked in that fancy store,
they looked at me like I was poor,
but a wad of hundred dollar bills caused a stir,
it went from “don't take checks” to “right away, yes sir” !
Upper middle class white trash, my pockets can't hold all my cash,
'cause one day I stopped to pee,
got some gas and won the lottery,
now I've invested in my neighborhood,
my friends and family,
there all livin' pretty good,
a trailer park full of Cadillacs,
an upper middle class white trash .
I got my home-boy Chris,
a brand new shop,
for all those cars on cinder blocks,
and cousin Charlie thinks its cool to keep a large mouth bass in his new swimmin' pool,
I had a birthday party for mama last night,
in her ninety and a half foot triple wide,
you ain't seen nothin' if you ain't seen NASCAR on a sixty inch plasma screen!
Upper middle class white trash,
my pockets cant hold all my cash,
'cause one day I stopped to pee,
got some gas and won the lottery,
now I've invested in my neighborhood,
my friends and family,
there all livin' pretty good,
a trailer park full of Cadillacs,
an upper middle class white trash .
Buyin' chicken wings by the buckets,
we can't eat 'em all so we just say chuck it,
all the miller light you can handle,
a hundred and fifty seven movie channels.
Upper middle class white trash,
your pockets cant hold all our cash,
'cause one day I stopped to pee,
got some gas and won the lottery,
now I've invested in my neighborhood,
my friends and family,
there all livin' pretty good,
a trailer park full of Cadillacs,
an upper middle class white trash .

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