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I'm finally on the up and up A little 401K Traded in my trailer park For a neighborhood with a gate Queen finally got her castle Last one on the right, you can't miss it Upgraded from the barbed wire Now I got a nice picket I can play high class all day But some things never change I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure Buried somewhere in the junk I can keep it clean on Sundays And keep the lights and water on But I can't keep my white trash off the lawn Carnations from the flowerbed In a whiskey bottle vase Cadillac on a cinder block Duct tape on every other thing Real ferns in the sunroom Bug zapper by the screen Dog hair on the Restoration Hardware Who says you can't have nice things I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure Buried somewhere in the junk I can keep my roots from showing But I'm still dishwater blonde But I can't keep my white trash off the lawn New money old habits Love seat in the plastic Steak fingers in a basket New money old habits I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure Buried somewhere in the junk I can keep it clean on Sundays And keep the lights and water on But I can't keep my white trash off the lawn Got more rooms than the Joneses Ya'll and I'm still adding on But I can't keep my white trash off the lawn I'm finally on the up and up I'm finally on the up and up Up and up, up and up, up and up