Shes got tattoos on her backside A HarleyDavidson in the den Shes got an open door for the Marine Corps Shes lookin for a few good men She walks out to her mailbox In her seethrough pink tube top If wasnt for her biker friends Somebody wouldve called the cops And shes a Trailer park woman Shes a Mobile home princess Shes the Queen of manufactured housing Shes a Trailer park woman Shes a Mobile home princess And me, Im the trailer park king She spends her nights in a strip joint Doing some exotic dance In an outofdate pair of platform shoes And wornout spandex pants Her kids still live with her mother And her brother, whos unemployed She always calls me Elvis But she knows my name is Floyd And shes a Trailer park woman Shes a Mobile home princess Shes the Queen of manufactured housing Shes a Trailer park woman Shes a Mobile home princess And me, Im the trailer park king Shes got a bad reputation Shes the talk of the neighborhood Maybe her place aint Graceland But the furnitures just as good I often look through her window When shes gettin dressed inside But she dont mind, she looks up to me Cause I own a doublewide I got a concrete block foundation And she admires it so She always comes aknockin Whenever theres a tornado And shes a Trailer park woman Shes a Mobile home princess Shes the Queen of manufactured housing Shes a Trailer park woman Shes a Mobile home princess And me, Im the trailer park king
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