When I met her she was a beauty queen
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Who wanted something more
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Now she's hanging out with me in front of the liquor store
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And it won't start when I shut it off
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So she has to get the beer
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She puts it in the back seat
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And she quietly says to me
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When, exactly, did we become white trash
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How come we have seven dogs living in the garage
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How come the only eight track in our car is Johnny Cash
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When, exactly, did we become white trash
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And she tells everybody that I've got my PhD
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But it stands for Post Hole Digger
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It ain't exactly a degree
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And there's curtains on the window
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And we hardly watch TV
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And that double wide is triple wide
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Now that's she's with me
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And she says
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When, exactly, did we become white trash
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How come we got seven dogs
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And who burned down the garage
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How come the only eight track in our car is Johnny Cash
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When, exactly, did we become white trash
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Girls: When, exactly, did we become white trash
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Boys: When, exactly, did we become white trash
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When, exactly, did we become white trash
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White Trash
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| Fred Eaglesmith |
