My heart belongs to you girl I know you coulda found yourself a better guy
White Trash Beautiful, Trailor Park Queen She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5 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 coulda found a better guy I'll love you till 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 copein' She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open It's 4 AM and 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 coulda found a better guy I'll love you till 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 coulda found yourself a better guy So I'll love you till 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.