Pink Whitney

A guy Walks into a bar With a broken heart Trying to get jacked up A girl In her Jimmy Choo shoes Got him singing the blues But I tell you what Honey let me try to change your mind Boy You oughta watch out for her kind She'd wear white to a wedding Try to get with your friends A barbie bombshell Put you through hell No matter how sweet you've been Stackin' daddy's money With a whole lot of nerve If it ain't got rims No lift kit She'll kick you to the curb You're just a blue collar boy I'll tell you cheap ain't free You're a bottle of Jack She's Pink Whitney Boy You work too damn hard To max out your card On a girl with a fake ID She's probably hangin' in the back of a cab with your best friend While you're busy running a tab It ain't no use She ain't gettin' drunk on you She'd wear white to a wedding Try to get with your friends A barbie bombshell Put you through hell No matter how sweet you've been Stackin' daddy's money With a whole lot of nerve If it ain't got rims No lift kit She'll kick you to the curb You're just a blue collar boy I'll tell you cheap ain't free You're a bottle of Jack She's Pink Whitney She's probably hangin' in the back of a cab With your best friend while you're busy running a tab It ain't no use She ain't gettin' drunk on you She'd wear white to a wedding Try to get with your friends A barbie bombshell Put you through hell no matter how sweet you've been Stackin' daddy's money With a whole lot of nerve If it ain't got rims No lift kit She'll kick you to the curb You're just a blue collar boy I'll tell you cheap ain't free You're a bottle of Jack She's Pink Whitney She's Pink Whitney