Ballerina

We got married in a Wal-Mart
down by the Wrangler Jeep
Ima dress my baby like a vampire
next week on Halloween
Got a lot of things down at the Wal-Mart
things like trampoline
I got me some whiskey and some diapers
for my darlin' Lucy Jean
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
We got married in a Wal-Mart
down by the franks n beans
Killed a guy in Texas, stole my grandma’s Hyundai
now my face is on a magazine.
Makin love and then we’re makin bacon
just wipe down the Foreman grill
Look at that Bocephus over yonder
that’s where your pappy was killed.
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Ballet dancer on the tippy toe
Ballet dancer on the tippy toe
I sent my kids to school down at the Wal-Mart
it’s kinda like a private school
Babies said her favorite class is recess
Lucy Jean just pees the kiddie pool
Was born at this Wal-Mart and I’ll die here
It sits on an old Injun ground
The best maize on the cob in the tri-county
this Wal-Mart's proud to say it can be found.
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Well now you done tried to catch me
It ain’t worth it to fetch me
C’mon and be my lovin' man
Well I been tryin' to reach ya
The time will just eat ya
I best be doin' what I can
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Yes I’m a ballerina, ballerina, ballerina on the lam.
Yes I’m a
Ballerina!
Well I’m a
Ballerina!
Yes I’m a
Ballerina!
Ballerina! (repeat until the end)