White Trash Beautiful, Trailer 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
And you could've 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'
Drinking 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 doing 95, trying 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 could've 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, nametag's crooked
Her heart's been gone awhile with the [bad word] driving man that took it
He keeps her photograph on his rear view 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 could've found you some 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
 [bad word] #39; home to you