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I was born in the country on an old farm road Worked hard for a livin' but i stilled stayed broke Everything i had was either borrowed or loaned Except my mobile home I started pickin' and a-grinnin' and a-drawin' a crowd Saved up my nickels and i turned it around Hitched up my trailer and my chickens and cows And moved right into town Chorus There goes the neighborhood Trashin' it up just like you knew we would You throw a hillbilly log into the hollywood And there goes the neighborhood I couldn't wait to start unpacking my stuff Pulled out the pink flamingos and i put 'em in front Cranked up the stereo in my old truck Iced down a case of bud Called Uncle Vern and said "Come cut the grass" He showed up on his mower with a half-empty flask You oughtta see the people slowin' down when they pass Sayin' "Man would you look at that" Repeat Chorus SongtexteThey got poodles and pools and alarms I've got pit bulls and pistold and ponds Yeah, they're playin' possum While i'm livin' high on the hog Repeat Chorus You throw a hillbilly lof into the hollywood There goes the neighborhood (Thanks to Amber for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania