Story Behind the Song
My buddy used to call his girlfriend a "Trailer Park Babe," especially after they had a fight and she would run into his truck with hers. My imagination took off...and here it is.
Lyrics
TRAILER PARK BABE
(c) 2002 Kip Raymond
(VERSE)
A cute little tart was sharp shootin' darts
And throwin' down pitchers of Bud
She said, "Big Man, are you an arm wrestlin' fan?
"Cause I can take you down with a thud!"
Well my hand shook and stammered and
My arm went ker-blammer
She had me down in two seconds flat
And though she was the victor
I guess I kinda tricked her
Into makin' love to her out back
(CHORUS)
She's a Trailer Park Babe
She can't write her own name
Can't read a cereal box
And she don't talk a whole lot
But I really don't mind
That she's not too refined
There's no woman I'd trade
For my Trailer Park Babe
(VERSE 2)
She's a bingo parlor junkie
And a beauty school flunkie
Who never learned to write or spell
But she mounts truck tires, and
Mends barbed wires
Jobs that rugged guys do well.
Well don't get me wrong,
She might be strong,
But she's a beauty right down to her bones
And she's got the kind of teasin'
That's double-wide pleasin'
I know it, 'cause she took me home
(CHORUS)
(VERSE 3)
What's dear to her heart
Is her front yard
It's a pick-yer-part paradise
She strips them old clunkers
Of their rusty old bumpers
And re-chromes 'em shiny bright
Well she takes a lot of ribbin'
But she makes a good livin'
Turnin' that old junk into cash
My Salvage Yard Jane
With her tanks of chrome paint
She's a dreamy piece of trailer trash
(CHORUS)
(VERSE 4)
Her daddy's named Chester
He's a child molester
And he can't stand the sight of me
He said, "Hey son, do you see this gun?
"Well, I'm gonna shoot you dead with glee!
"Cause you touched my daughter,
"Now I think you oughta
"Take that consequence for that!"
So I punched him out cold, and
Now the Highway Patrol
Wants me, the latest trailer park rat
(CHORUS)
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