Tracy Byrd - Pink Flamingos Lyrics
(wood newton/micki furhman)I was a rebel in my younger yearsId...drink with the devil if he bought me a beerWore out two pickups just running aroundMama thought I never would settle downThat was before I met sweet irma jeanShe made a new man outta meWe got pink flamingos in the front yardPicture window with a view of wal-martBlue collar heaven domestic blissIt just doesnt get any better than thisWe got pink flamingos, pink flamingos, pink flamingosSweet irma jean is a den mother nowWith a station wagon and a charge accountBubba junior pitches for his baseball teamLittle sisters running for rose bud queenAnd me Im doing good at the used car lotIs this a great country or whatWe got pink flamingos in the front yardPicture window with a view of wal-martBlue collar heaven domestic blissIt just doesnt get any better than thisWe got pink flamingos, pink flamingos, pink flamingosPeople slow down when they drive byThey wave and smile but theres envy in their eyesWe aint rich and wont be for a whileBut no doubt about it baby we got styleWith got pink flamingos in the front yardPicture window with a view of wal-martBlue collar heaven domestic blissIt just doesnt get any better than thisWith got pink flamingos in the front yardPicture window with a view of wal-martBlue collar heaven domestic blissIt just doesnt get any better than thisWe got pink flamingosPicture windowsPink flamingos
