White Trash

Well it's Saturday night And you know what that means It's time for laps that's right Start to rev those machines You may think we're crazy Driving round and round But you would be this proud If your sounds were this loud Well I got my Holden And I'm ready for rolling This car ain't stolen I've been saving my dough man You may think I'm crazy And my brain is thrashed But you're only saying that 'Cause you ain't true white trash 'Cause I'm white trash Yeah I'm real white trash If you want to see white trash I'll show you white trash Do you know what I mean Well I walked out of school at twelve I couldn't handle those letters So I started my career Don't at my uncles car wreckers You should see my new hairdo I dyed it jet black Oh well its short on top And it's long in the back Well I got my belt buckle And I'm wearing it out 'Cause I want to show the ladies what I'm all about Well my jeans come in all colors as long as its black 'Cause I want to show the world that I'm true white trash