Big John Bates - Trailer Hitch lyrics

There's a beer coma in the living room It's been weeks since Pop could move Momma pa**ed out in the car On her way to the liquor barn With religion on the radio and talk shows on the tube This surreal slice of apple pie tastes so born to lose My brother's playing in the road We don't expect he'll get too old And Sis is surfing couch to couch Since Friendly Finance threw her out With religion on the radio and talk shows on the tube This surreal slice of apple pie tastes so born to lose But I got a little dough and I got a little luck It's time for me to hit the road; it looks like you're all stuck They're out there just talking trash With some squirrel humpin' itch I got myself a little scratch and I got my trailer hitched I'm straight outta Dodge so say goodbye This place feels like doing time Today's the day - I gotta go My girlfriend's dad found the video With Fallwell on the radio and Springer on the tube This surreal slice of apple pie tastes so born to lose But I got a little dough and I got a little luck It's time for me to hit the road; it looks like you're all stuck They're out there just talking trash With some squirrel humpin' itch I got myself a little scratch and I got my trailer hitched