Lyrics Trailer Park - Matthew Logan Vasquez

Trailer Park

Pull over, it’s over
I forgot how to live in the city
But stop signs are more like suggestions
All of the people fit the same damn description
We’re all well off Jesus voted
Even our hippies are all cocked and loaded
Don’t need a gun since Frank is my neighbor
Rolling our doobies in his '86 LeSabre
Well don’t try to tell me that I missed the mark
I’m still happy in my trailer park
Little waitress, she got two kids
And now and then we pray she gonna make it
Oh and Annette how you make me sweat
Local stars in the local bars
Esterona (?), It’s like sliver (?)
The Grimmel (?) girl swimming in the river
Little T learning how to walk
No I’ve been out drinking wine from the box
Well don’t tell me that I missed the mark
I’m so happy in my trailer park
Miles of hill country
Life is evergreen
All I want to be
Pull over, it’s over
I forgot how to live in the city
But stop signs are more like suggestions
All of the people fit the same damn description
They’re all well off Jesus voted
Even our hippies are all cocked and loaded
Don’t need a gun since Frank is my neighbor
Rolling our doobies in his '86 LeSabre
Well don’t try to tell me that I missed the mark
I’m still happy in my trailer park