Quireboys - White Trash Blues lyrics

Nothin´ doin´ the place is dry.

No-ones cookin´ and I don´t know why

I called my friend on the telephone.

A woman was there but the man weren´t home

White trash baby gimme white trash baby

Home since Friday I had a bad weekend.

Sure am missing my best friend.

Oh man he´s sure good to me

But you don´t get nothing for free

White trash baby gimme white trash baby

Oh just a little bit

Just a shot

Oh crazy white boy

Oh I got them white trash blues

Oh crazy white boy

Don´t ya know the lines are down

Jumpin´ red lights and i´m climbing the walls

I don´t like this this place at all

Is started our as a little fun

Gotta get out goota cut and run

White trash baby gimme white trash

I ain´t swinging no big deal

Ain´t no problem to conceal

I been so long messin´ round

I never really left the ground

White trash baby gimme white trash

Oh just a little bit

Just a shot

Oh crazy white boy

Oh I got them white trash blues

Oh crazy white boy

Don´t ya know the lines are down

Can anybody help me

Is anyone gonna help me

Sure is tragic ya know it breaks my heart

I should have seen this comin´

Right from right from the start

Well I lost my girl and me credit cards

I was flying high but I came down hard

White trash baby gimme white trash baby

Oh just a little bit

Just a shot

Oh crazy white boy

Oh I got them white trash blues

Oh crazy white boy

Don´t ya know the lines are down.