White Trash Beautiful, Trailor Park Queen
She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5
She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool
But all he can do for money is drive
Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5, prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive.

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
I know you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's [bad word]  [bad word] #39; home to you
 [bad word] #39; home to you girl.

He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open
He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin'
Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein'
She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open
It's 4 AM and doin 95, Tryin to stay awake and make it home alive.

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
I know you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's [bad word]  [bad word] #39; home to you
 [bad word] #39; home to you girl.

Her lips stay painted red, her name tag's crooked
Her heart's been gone awhile with the [bad word] driving man that took it
He keeps her photograph on his rearview mirror
She prays for him every night, she hopes that he can hear her.

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you girl
I know you coulda found yourself a better guy
So I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's [bad word]  [bad word] #39; home to you
 [bad word] #39; home to you girl
 [bad word] #39; home to you.