If Trump was born in the trailer park
He'd have a big ole dog with a big ole bark and a little bite
And a single-wide
And he'd tell everybody it's a double
He'd have a Stormy Daniels shelter
In case them 'nados caused some trouble
If Trump was born in the trailer park
He'd drive his daddy's old Trans-Am
Say he earned it with hard work
And he'd have a Chevy up on blocks
Bragging about how he had a big engine
He'd wear a Dale Earnhardt T-shirt
But he'd pray to Tony Stewart
If Trump was born in the trailer park
He'd sell all his neighbors meth
And they pissed him off, he'd narc
And if anybody called him a wussy
Well, he'd reach up and grab 'em by the neck
Tell 'em all to "hush," and write 'em a fat, bouncy check
If Trump was born in the trailer park
Well, he'd run for supervisor
All because some silly remarks
And he'd lose the vote, not give a damn
Run over the ballot with his dad's Trans-Am
If Trump was born in the trailer park
