Colt Ford - Trailer Park Pulp Fiction lyrics

rate me

Low cut jeans, cammel toe seams

baby didn't pass on the extra baked beans

i lust you, you lust me

its redneck chemistry

got checks to bounce, got an ax to grind

got me on the bike, got you behind

buy your mom a BOB and your dad some tissues

we got ideas and we got issues

chorus

whoa hoa

lifes a real short party

so lets turn it up, im guna turn it up, im guna burn lets go

whoa hoa

lets get some drama started

turn on the heat, turn up the fiction

write a little bit of trailer park pulp fiction

write a little trailer park pulp fiction

write a little bit of trailer park pulp fiction

Jeckyl and hyde, bonnie and clyde

romeo and juliet better run it high

you got the look and you got the touch

got moves so hot make a prison gaurd blush

got no rules go no compunction

a product of good down home disfunction

strait off the farm, children of the corn

get totaled, here comes the storm

repeat chorus

We'll end up ....in the sunset

in our pink lawn chairs

with plastic palm tress, a big screen tv

on potrol in the middle if nowhere

untill we're there

repeat chorus