White Trash Toaster (feat. Colin McCaffrey)

Well got me a
Well got me a

Genuine, certified, white-trash toaster
Bought at the Pharmacy Store
Well I don't mean to brag, don't mean to gloat, sir
Paid ten dollars, not a single penny more
I've got me a shed that's filled with old tires
Found by the side of the road
If they don't fit my truck, we'll start a little fire
Tap a keg or two and have a helluva show

I must admit, I love this life
I get into a fight nearly every Friday night
The winter's long, but that's all right
This summer, I'll be fishin', just awaitn' on a bite

Took a trek to Quebec with Ole Man Royer
To help him find a date
Some lady took his offer of a twenty inch lake trout
In exchange to be his mate
Well I hunt a little deer and I hunt a little rabbit
Up towards Brownington way
But my I.B.S. and cigarette habit
Tend to keep them critters away

I'm not too fit, I'm not to bright
I'm sometimes wrong when I think I'm in the right
I work all day and I play all night
My head hurts in the mornin' when I step into the light

Took my bride for a ride on my '82 Ski Doo
On Kingdom County trails
Hit a little bit of weather on the 96th mile
Spit, then rained, then snowed, then hailed
I've traveled to the east and I've traveled to the west
I've traveled most everywhere
But nothin' beats this land of loggers and farmers
Just breathe on in that dairy air

I must admit, I love this life
I get into a fight nearly every Friday night
The winter's long, but that's all right
This summer, I'll be fishin', just awaitn' on a bite

I'm not too fit, I'm not to bright
I'm sometimes wrong when I think I'm in the right
I work all day and I play all night
My head hurts in the mornin' when I step into the light



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Conant
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