I Live At Home In A Trailor

Well Jimmy moved in with his mother

'Cuz he ain't got no place to go

And now I'm right back in the gutter

With a garbage bag that's full of clothes



'Cuz

You live at home in a trailor

What the hell you gonna do?

Yee Haw

'Cuz

I live at home in a trailor

Mom I'm coming home for you



Break it down



Well my name is Jimmy

His name is Greg Beau

Me him and you we went to the same school

This ain't cool

I'm in a race

He's tappin' my mom

We're almost the same age

On the microphone I drop bombs

Look at this car

Thanks a lot mom

Here Happy Birthday Rabbit

Here's a brand new car

You can have it

A 1928 Delta

This shit wont even get me to the shelter



'Cuz

You live at home in a trailor

What the hell you gonna do?



'Cuz

I live at home in a trailor

Mom I'm coming home for you