Well, I was raised in a

sophisticated kind of style.

Yeah, my taste in music and

women drove my folks half wild.

Mom and Dad had a plan for me,

It was debutantes and symphanies,

But I like my music hot

and like my women wild.

Yeah, an' I like my women just

a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too

tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,

Gets me e cited, leaves

me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a

little on the trashy side.

You should've seen the looks on

the faces of my Dad and Mom,

When I showed up at the door

with a date for the senior prom.

They said: "Well, pardon

us, son, she ain't no kid.

That's a cocktail waitress

in a Dolly Parton wig."

I said: "I know it, dad. Ain't

she cool, That's the kind I dig."

Yeah, an' I like my women just

a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too

tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,

Gets me e cited, leaves

me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a

little on the trashy side.

Instrumental break.

I like 'em sweet, I like

'em with a heart of gold.

Yeah an' I like 'em brassy,

I like 'em brazen and bold.

Well, they say that opposites

attract, well, I don't agree

I want a woman just as tacky as me.

Yeah, I like my women just a

little on the trashy side.

Yeah, an' I like my women just

a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too

tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,

Gets me e cited, leaves

me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a

little on the trashy side.

Yeah, I like my women an' I

like 'em on the trashy side.