Single lives in a long row
Stars and stripes in the window
We ain't driving no Cadillac
Still high on life, little low on cash
Citroenella on the seat of death
Doubles up to light your cigarette
It ain't hard to find the keg
By the pink flamingo with the broken leg
Hey, hey, around here
Friday night's the real big deal
Oh -oh -oh,
don't need no reservation
It's a redneck situation,
anybody can crash
Oh -oh -oh, yeah,
if you're looking for me
I'll be somewhere between
a six -pack dream and trigger dressed
Na -na -na, where all my people at?
Na -na -na,
we're getting trailer trashed
Bobby's always the first one there
Tall boy in a lawn chair
Saying don't trip over the dog chain
Got a carport if it starts to rain
Shelly shows up right on cue
With a box of wine and some
Mountain Dew
And the party's on
Until the stars are gone
Oh -oh -oh,
don't need no reservation
It's a redneck situation,
anybody can crash
Oh -oh -oh, yeah,
if you're looking for me
I'll be somewhere between
a six -pack dream and trailer trust
Nah -nah -nah, where all my people land
Nah -nah -nah, we're getting trailer trashed
Kitty Pool is full of eyes
to cool down your B .Y .O .V.
Tuning in that satellite to
the W .W .E.
There's a fine line
between a good time and going crazy
So hand me that for lo co
and tomorrow don't blame me
Oh, don't need no reservation
It's a redneck situation
Anybody can crash
Oh, yeah, if you're looking for me
I'll be somewhere between
A six -pack dream and trailer trashed
Nah, nah, nah, where all my people land
Nah, nah, nah,
we're getting trailer trashed
Na, na, na,
we're getting chamber trashed