She turned up her nose as she walked by my cadillac

From the corner of my eye I saw you and you laughed

You were sittin' on the swing on your front porch

Paintin' your nails like you were bored

And you yelled she was sure impressed with you



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Well I ain't first class

But I ain't white trash

I'm wild and a little crazy too

Some girls don't like boys like me

Aw but some girls do



I yelled and asked if you would like a ride

When we pulled out of your yard I bald a tire

You was laughing at me, I was doing James Dean

You was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen

When you rolled your eyes and twirled my pink fur dice



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Well good ole' boys don't get no breaks

And rich boys think they got what it takes

But theres' someone for each of us they say



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