everybody knows she's a skank
cigarettes, shiny clothes and drank
and still she hopes i'm shooting blanks
cause she knows i'm a skank too
met her down by the flying j
she passed my truck and said, are you ok
and i guess i had one hell of a day
cause i invited her in for a drink
she smelt like that walmart perfume
chili cheese burgers, and diesel fumes
and she took to drinking, all my booze
and said baby, what do you need
i said buck townsend don't need your love
but we can smoke a crack pipe riding, in my truck
we left el paso headed for la
but we didn't make it the whole way
we got a room at the motel 6
where the lizards get there kicks
and i didn't even get whiskey dick
she's an american fox
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