Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
She got a sweet face smile and a wicked grin Shot to her crib is an unborn twin Dressed in poly of the union jack Looking like a new world shark attack
She go, shake it baby, shake it baby C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones
She ride a mean machine called sugar doll Horror, catch the winter Christmas fall A homicide sweet shotgun wind up toy Cranking on a shift like a men of a lore
Shake it baby, shake it baby C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones
Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
She's a war hung painting heading west Outlaw ringo across her breath Covering a nasty pitbull scar Life ain't shit if you ain't a star
I said, life ain't shit if you ain't a star!
C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones
Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll