Kacey Musgraves - The Trailer Song lyrics
[Kacey Musgraves - The Trailer Song lyrics]
You say that you’re watching the
Birds out the window
Well I’ve got a bird you can watch
You ain’t gotta act like
You’re borrowing eggs
Just to see if my dishes are washed
And what’s it to you if
It’s Wednesday at noon
And I’ve traded my iced tea for scotch
Keep your two cents on your side of the fence
Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors
Ain't nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer
You ain’t gotta ask what I did to my hair
Or whose underwear’s on the line
They ain’t mine i ain’t gonna ask who's
Been mowing your grass
So you ain’t gotta ask who mows mine
Quit judging my job and my car and my clothes
Get your nose out of your mini blinds
Keep your two cents on your side of the fence
Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors
Ain't nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer (Oh oh)
Don’t ask me if I go to church
I won’t ask if your husband
Is still out of work
Try and claim high society
We get our mail on the
Same side of the street
Keep your two cents on your side of the fence
Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors
Ain't nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer
You nosey bitch
There ain’t nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer
Birds out the window
Well I’ve got a bird you can watch
You ain’t gotta act like
You’re borrowing eggs
Just to see if my dishes are washed
And what’s it to you if
It’s Wednesday at noon
And I’ve traded my iced tea for scotch
Keep your two cents on your side of the fence
Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors
Ain't nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer
You ain’t gotta ask what I did to my hair
Or whose underwear’s on the line
They ain’t mine i ain’t gonna ask who's
Been mowing your grass
So you ain’t gotta ask who mows mine
Quit judging my job and my car and my clothes
Get your nose out of your mini blinds
Keep your two cents on your side of the fence
Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors
Ain't nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer (Oh oh)
Don’t ask me if I go to church
I won’t ask if your husband
Is still out of work
Try and claim high society
We get our mail on the
Same side of the street
Keep your two cents on your side of the fence
Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors
Ain't nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer
You nosey bitch
There ain’t nothing to see here
Go back to your trailer