Pennsylvania Queen

She's a Pennsylvania queen

But you can't read about her in no magazine

She smokes a cigarette that's ten feet long

Says, "It's a pleasure to meet me"

And I'm suburban trash

I've got my head stuck in my ass

I keep my lips tight and I don't fight

So I hope that she keeps me

So hold me tight and don't let go

We'll live inside my trailer home

You just tell me where to go

Down 95 and up your road

Would you keep me?

Would you keep me?

Yeah, he's my suburban trash

He comes home late, I'll beat his ass

He thinks he's always right, yeah, he's so smart

Asks me if I love him and I just shrug

So hold me tight and don't let go

We'll live inside my trailer home

You just tell me where to go

Down 95 and up your road

Would you keep me?

Would you keep me?

Hold me tight and don't let go

We'll live inside my trailer home

You just tell me where to go

Down 95 and up your road

Would you keep me?

Would you keep me?

Would you keep me?

Would you keep me?