White Trash Blues Songtext / Lyric

Nothing doin', y'know the place is dry

No one's cookin', and I don't know why

Well I called my friend on the telephone

A women was there but he weren't home

White trash baby, give me white trash baby

Home since Friday, I had a bad weekend

Sure am missing my best friend

Oh man he's sure good to me

But you don't get nothing for free

White trash baby, gimme white trash baby

Just a little bit just a shot



Whoah crazy white boy

Whoah whoah I got them white trash blues

Whoah crazy white boy

Don't ya know the lines are down






Jumpin' red lights and I'm climbing the walls

I don't like this, this place at all

Well it started out as a little fun,

I gotta get out, gotta cut and run

White trash baby, give me white trash baby

I aint swinging, no big deal

Ain't no problem to conceal

I been so long messed around

I never really left the ground

White trash baby, gimme white trash baby

Just a little bit, just a shot



Whoah crazy white boy

Whoah whoah I got them white trash blues

Whoah crazy white boy

Don't ya know the lines are down



All the lines are down

Can anybody help me



Sure is tragic, you know it breaks my heart

I should've seen it comin'

Right from, right from the start

Well I lost my girl and my credit cards

I was flying high but I came down hard

White trash baby, gimme white trash baby

Just a little bit, just a shot



Whoah crazy white boy

Whoah whoah I got them white trash blues

Whoah crazy white boy

Whoah whoah I got them white trash blues



White trash blues

Oh crazy white boy yeah yeah

White trash blues

Don't ya know the lines are down

All the lines are down



Can anybody help me...