There Goes the Neighborhood

I was born in the country on an old farm road

Worked hard for a livin' but i stilled stayed broke

Everything i had was either borrowed or loaned

Except my mobile home

I started pickin' and a-grinnin' and a-drawin' a crowd

Saved up my nickels and i turned it around

Hitched up my trailer and my chickens and cows

And moved right into town

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There goes the neighborhood

Trashin' it up just like you knew we would

You throw a hillbilly log into the hollywood

And there goes the neighborhood

I couldn't wait to start unpacking my stuff

Pulled out the pink flamingos and i put 'em in front

Cranked up the stereo in my old truck

Iced down a case of bud

Called Uncle Vern and said "Come cut the grass"

He showed up on his mower with a half-empty flask

You oughtta see the people slowin' down when they pass

Sayin' "Man would you look at that"

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They got poodles and pools and alarms

I've got pit bulls and pistold and ponds

Yeah, they're playin' possum

While i'm livin' high on the hog

Repeat Chorus

You throw a hillbilly lof into the hollywood

There goes the neighborhood