When daddy's little angel with her mommas eyes
Came rolling up straight from the city lights
In a brand new beamer not made to drive these dirt roads
I couldn't give myself one reason why
A girl like her would be stopping by
A blue collard town on a Friday night
Yeah I didn't know
Till she closed down our little hole in the wall
Answering that last call
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
She like burnin' up smoke everywhere she goes
From her marlboro reds to the country roads
The cover of a book don't make no sense at all
Till she pulls back in to that picket fence house
She's locking up the truth so it don't come out
Mamma don't know
Daddy don't see
The side of her that screams
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
I used to see those angel wings
Now they're starting to shed
That halo above her head
Is only hangin' on by a thread
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey
Whiskey whiskey whiskey
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
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When daddy's little angel with her mommas eyes
Came rolling up straight from the city lights
In a brand new beamer not made to drive these dirt roads
I couldn't give myself one reason why
A girl like her would be stopping by
A blue collard town on a Friday night
Yeah I didn't know
Till she closed down our little hole in the wall
Answering that last call
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
She like burnin' up smoke everywhere she goes
From her marlboro reds to the country roads
The cover of a book don't make no sense at all
Till she pulls back in to that picket fence house
She's locking up the truth so it don't come out
Mamma don't know
Daddy don't see
The side of her that screams
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
I used to see those angel wings
Now they're starting to shed
That halo above her head
Is only hangin' on by a thread
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey
Whiskey whiskey whiskey
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
Came rolling up straight from the city lights
In a brand new beamer not made to drive these dirt roads
I couldn't give myself one reason why
A girl like her would be stopping by
A blue collard town on a Friday night
Yeah I didn't know
Till she closed down our little hole in the wall
Answering that last call
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
She like burnin' up smoke everywhere she goes
From her marlboro reds to the country roads
The cover of a book don't make no sense at all
Till she pulls back in to that picket fence house
She's locking up the truth so it don't come out
Mamma don't know
Daddy don't see
The side of her that screams
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
I used to see those angel wings
Now they're starting to shed
That halo above her head
Is only hangin' on by a thread
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
She's a sundress
Hot Mess
Livin' on the edge
Riding both sides of the tracks
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey
Whiskey whiskey whiskey
She's whiskey whiskey whiskey in a wine glass
Writer: BROOKS TAYLOR, JOE WHELAN, TUCKER BEATHARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC