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About the Song:
This here's a song about falling victim to the curse of rural America: methamphetamines.
Lyrics for the Song:
Down in the trailer park after dark
ain't no way to find a place to park
people al got twelve cars in their yars
the livin is easy but the life is hard
there's a pretty little girl there I love to see
she does the freakiest things to me
but every time I come to visit now I can't be sure
but I think another man's sneaking out the back door
Lake county lady why do you act so strange
Every time I come to visit you got your trailer rearranged
why don't you ever fall asleep each night it never fails
you stay up peekin out your window and chewing off your nails
Papa's in the living room with the tv on
he cleans the carbuerator till the break of dawn
mama's in the kitchen talkin on the phone
she smokes a pack of menthols to the bone
look in the frigerator nuthin to see
just a gallon of vodka and some MGD
there's a letter on the table from your brother in jail
found him naked in the lake after he jumped bail
Chorus
Got up to go at a quarter to four
I could've swore I heard a man knockin at your back door
I went to give you a kiss goddby
but you broke another tooth and wouldn't let me try
the cup of coffee that you made me was mighty strong
I drove a hunnerd miles and hour and it didn't take long
but I couldn't fall aslepp until the next day
I had to hide from the devil and the CIA
Chorus
Lake county lady why do you act so strange
don't you know that meth-amphetamine is fuckin up your brain
why don't you go to rehab stead of snorting all them rails
next time you score a bindle you might end up in jail
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