Lyrics

He gave me plastic roses Cos they don't wither and don't die In a pretty vase I made out of An empty bottle of wine He filled it to brim With my favorite brand of turpentine Cos you're my Dixie Darling I Met her at a yard sale Looking for some old 8-tracks He just walked straight up to me And here is what he said Duddle-dee-dum-dum Duddle-dee-dum-dum He loves the way I chew tobacco And the way I treat Jim Beam She the roughest toughest redneck chick This hillbilly's ever seen Everybody keeps telling me That I could be a movie queen Because her butt's so big it could easily fit On that big wide silver screen Duddle-dee-dum-dum Duddle-dee-dum-dum I love that bended fender That he nailed against the wall I hurry home in my pick 'em up truck Every time I hear her call Duddle-dee-dum-dum Duddle-dee-dum-dum He's really so good lookin' And I truly think he's smart That's why I've got his name tattooed Right across my heart It's true she's almost toothless And she looks like an aardvark But I've never seen such a beauty queen In this here trailer park Dudle-dee-dum-dum Dudle-dee-dum-dum Dudle-dee-dum-dum Dudle-dee-dum-dum
Writer(s): Koen Verbeek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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