One more time for Ho Jo, you know I can't wait Another wasted line I'm sittin' in the corner, I can feel the weight Of my head on top of my spine There
You've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thing A bland reciprocation but it doesn't bother me You're happier with lights on underneath a darkened
ain't no circus and I don't need a clown Your cash ain't nothing but trash Your cash ain't nothing but trash Your cash ain't nothing but trash So there
You can't afford no ring, you can't afford no ring I shouldn't be wearing white and you can't afford no ring You finally took my hand, you finally took
Went down to Albert's Alley Pick up on me a Collins mix Went to the bar an' ordered me a drink Tried to relax myself Looked around and saw two soul sisters
when we're under the grass And God's got a Heaven for country trash And God's got a Heaven for country trash And I'll be doing all right for country trash
How did it start? Well I don't know I just feel the craving I see the flesh and it smells fresh And it's just there for the taking These little girls
gonna know I'm here Got two zig-zags and you know I'll share I'm everyone from nowhere White trash, white trash, white trash millionaire I wanna be a white trash
you Take a lover's leap with you Baby, how do you call your lover boy? Trash my sweet baby Oh, trash baby you're the one Trash my sweet baby Oh, oh, oh trash
Take a lovers leap with you Baby how do you call your lover boy? Trash my sweet baby Oh trash Baby youre the one Trash my sweet baby Oh oh oh trash
the trash throw away, throw away, throw away the trash come on everybody, throw away the trash throw away the trash you throw away the trash throw
body, let go of your mind Live a little trash Make it fun, make it fast Live a little trash You can live with your past Live a little trash Make it
Stay right there, go no further Don't get a doctor, don't get my mother It's too far to walk, gotta decide Turn around, we're takin' a ride So, take
We're the trash, we're the trash We're the trash in your bed We're the voice, we're the voice We're the voice in your head We're the trash, we're the
you, ooh, yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash, trash, yeah, yow, trash
Welcome to the party It's only me and you Tell the world to go away, babe And I'll tell you what to do Come over here and kiss me I want to pull your
You come on strong with a great big smile But your teeth are as sharp as a crocodile You promised me the moon and the stars and the sun But you never
Your Mama thinks I'm filthy Alright Your daddy calls me scum Alright Wrap your fingers all around me I'm your g-g-gun Well, I'm dressed in black I'm