Lyrics White Trash Freaks - Rob Zombie

White Trash Freaks

Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
She got a sweet face smile and a wicked grin
Shot to her crib is an unborn twin
Dressed in poly of the union jack
Looking like a new world shark attack
She go, shake it baby, shake it baby
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
She ride a mean machine called sugar doll
Horror, catch the winter Christmas fall
A homicide sweet shotgun wind up toy
Cranking on a shift like a men of a lore
Shake it baby, shake it baby
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
She’s a war hung painting heading west
Outlaw ringo across her breath
Covering a nasty pitbull scar
Life ain’t shit if you ain’t a star
I said, life ain’t shit if you ain’t a star!
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
Doll.
doll.
doll.
doll.