White trash you don't call me that baby   You know i love you baby   Don't you think just maybe   The way you talking to me   Would send a chill right through me   White trash don't call me that      White trash don't call me that   You saw me on the wagon   You hitch me to your wagon   The way you talking to me   Will send a chill right through me   White trash don't call me that      White trash don't call me that   White trash don't call me that   I can still smell the sh*t in your hair   I don't matter what kind of   Perfume that you wear   You have been living in the   Backwoods hamburger shack   You can take a bad p*ss   Cuz your'e leaking trash