Intro:

Uh.. hey y'all hey y'all

Uh.. To all my honkies in the trailer park

Yee Hawwwwwwwww!

Uh, uh..

Hey y'all, watch this!

Crackers.. y'all ready?

Alabama! Let me hear y'all

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Song:

I'm a sucka for mullets and dirty wife beaters(hey)

Tattoos with "Mom" and hand-me-down sneakers (alright)

Hokieville?? A city, only the size of a box

We droppin outta high school because we got knocked

Who knows? I don't!

And I love it when you wear way too much cologne

And your belly's down low to the flo', and there you are

At the local bar

And everytime you grease your hair, baby "Gimme Some Sugah'"

You say you like that, when I'm pickin my boogers

And I'll be hot and bothered by your cheesy pick-up lines

You use 'em- time after time, and you're blowin' my mind

It's no matter if you're smellin' bad or missin' a tooth

I ask em, "Who's that, talkin bad about my Bubba?"

Somebody probably jealous cause of his large belt buckle

But ain't nobody else attractin' flies like that

Should he apologize? Now way, it makes me hot, HEY!

Refrain: repeat 2X

Old McDonald makes me scream, E.I. E.I.

Uh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's the rooster say?

Old McDonald makes me scream, E.I. E.I.

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You know I'm there everyday

We can go drinkin' till the break of dawn, cracker

Money's gone baby

Pull up the shirt so I can see your beer gut, baby

Some say my standards are low, but I really want a baby

If you ain't got money then I want you, baby

I'm fast—very fast—when I see you

Billy Joe, don't be scared, it's only my hair-do

He drives fastly, it his low-rider pick-up

With the paint peelin' and the broken clutch

Bathed in Old Spice, somethin smells amazin'

I got a honkie rollin up, and he's in the Klan

Another one drinkin', tellin me to cook him dinner

And a bible-thumper who calls me a sinner

I been with my cousin, my daddy, even my brother

I can't tell one hick from the other

Get a room in Motel 6 and then to get pregnant

By some grease-monkey who doesn't pay child support

Chorus

South Carolina y'all, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Uh, can you feel that?

Valdosta uh, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Uh, uh, Uncle Junior I love ya lots

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Yell it Jeff Foxworhty uh, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Uh, uh, chillin chillin chillin with the hicks y'all