if i can become anything, momma
im gonna be a white trash millionare
little house on 5 acres, donate money everywhere i see the need
free candybars to school kids i see for the buddies at the bar, the tab's on me
everyone knows me, but not my real name
and even after the fame and music ill still treat them all the same
i wanna record music, momma, and help people heal
but i don't want the plastic the high life don't have no appeal.
i wanna be white trash, out in the sticks. part of my own fandom, paying off people bills.
i wanna get good i wanna be a millionaire hidden in the hills.
so mamma did you really mean i could be anything i wanted to be? cause being a white trash millionaire sounds pretty damn good to me.
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