They laughed at my hair and called me funny
Laughed at my clothes and said I had no money
I always said I’d prove ’em wrong
I always said I’d show ’em all
But while they were gone I made the big time
Here I am just sippin’ on boxed wine
Married a man who handed me some keys
Now he’s bowing down to me
‘Cause I’ve got a double wide on a double lot
With a sign that says trespassers are gonna get shot
He’s on his second round of you-know-what
While I’m hanging up the laundry just cooking in the sun
I’m eating granny’s fried chicken off of Corelle plates
Smiling to myself saying “let ’em eat cake”
They never thought that I’d amount to anything
Well guess what, you’re looking at the trailer park queen
Now I’ve got a Cadillac in the driveway
And I’m cooking for a potluck dinner on Friday
Everyone’s welcome, come as you please
Just bring your own lawn chair, BYOB
‘Cause I’ve got a double wide on a double lot
With a sign that says trespassers are gonna get shot
He’s on his third round of you-know-what
While I’m hanging up the laundry just cooking in the sun
I’m eating granny’s fried chicken off of Corelle plates
Smiling to myself saying “let ’em eat cake”
They never thought that I’d amount to anything
Well guess what, you’re looking at the trailer park queen
So roll the red carpet out
Bring the paparazzi down
Let me polish off my Crown
‘Cause I’ve got a double wide on a double lot
With a sign that says trespassers are gonna get shot
He’s on his fourth round of you-know-what
While I’m hanging up the laundry just cooking in the sun
I’m eating granny’s fried chicken off of Corelle plates
Smiling to myself saying “let ’em eat cake”
They never thought that I’d amount to anything
Well guess what, you’re looking at the trailer park queen
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Abby Hamilton Lyrics – Trailer Park Queen
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