My neighbor, Karl, he lives next door Pink flamingos on his porch At night he teaches drivin’ school And he sits out by his plastic pool He takes off his shirt He opens up a cold one Old Karl Dean’s a fool But it takes one to know one Music’s playin’ up and down the block Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood Across the street there’s Gamblin’ James Always got the poker game If you care to try your luck You can buy a seat for fifteen bucks You can call the raise, Or you can check and fold ‘em Oh, I like Five Card Stud But it’s mostly Texas Hold ‘em Music’s playin’ up and down the block Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood New tattoos and farmer tans, rodeo, and Nascar fans Dallas Cowboy football on TV When the storm starts gettin’ bad and you hear those sirens hummin’ Grab a six-pack and a lawn chair There’s a tornado comin’ Music’s playin’ up and down the block Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood I got'er made in the shade With a moonshine lemonade There’s always a party goin’ on down in the trailerhood (Grab me another beer, mama)