There's a neon sign on a red dirt road saying welcome to paradise
And the hillbilly junk that I call
My truck is sittin there on the right
The old grey goat climbing on my boat
To pulls the drawers right off of the line
And the dog named Elvis that I found
In Memphis is watching the cars go by
It don't sound like much, but it's my little piece of the pie
It may not be Trump Towers boy, but I'm living the highlife
In trailer park paradise
In trailer park paradise
There's old Bobby Jack with his jailhouse tat singing born in the USA
And Rita's sitting there with curlers in
Her hair she been baking them beans all day
Throw the satellite dish on the
Barbeque pit we gonna boil them crawfish down
Turn the twinkle lights on I burn em all year long you can see em
From the edge of town Now we don't
Need martinis or a fancy French menu
We got quickstop chili cheese weenies and ice cold mountain dew
In trailer park paradise
In trailer park paradise
Yeah in trailer park paradise
Yeah in trailer park paradise
Come on
So if you're passing by and you see the
Sign my screen doors open most all the time
No dress code needed no cover charge
We got smokey and the bandit on the vcr
Throw the tarp in the truck crank the water hose up
Jump off that roof and do a belly flop
She's a single wide with double
Wide fun so come on down and getcha some
Of the beautiful life
In trailer park paradise
In trailer park paradise
Yeah in trailer park paradise
Yeah in trailer park paradise
Come on Come on Come on
Come on Come on down
Get your piece of the pie
Yeah what a beautiful life