John 5 - White Trash Freaks lyrics

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 sh** if you ain't a star I said, life ain't sh** 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 Doll.. doll.. doll.. doll..