White Trash Beautiful

White trash beautiful, trailer park queen She slings hash at the diner from eleven-to-five 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 could've found a better guy I'll love you 'til the day I die I swear to God, it's true I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' 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 copin' She waits for him every night She leaves the front door open It's 4:00 a.m., I'm 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 could've found a better guy I'll love you 'til the day I die I swear to God, it's true I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' home to you, girl Her lips stay painted red, her name tag's crooked Her heart's been gone awhile With the truck 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 could've found yourself a better guy I'll love you 'til the day I die I swear to God, it's true I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' home to you, girl I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' home to you, girl I'm comin' home to you