| Our house, used to have wheels |
| From the parkin' lot we cook our meals |
| Then we started into swingin' the deals |
| Do you remember just how that feels? |
| You get funny looks when you’re livin' a dream |
| You get funny looks when you’re new to the scene |
| We never cared about the stares |
| We just take the elevator. |
| Cause you and me baby like a mullet cut |
| Party in the back and put the business in the front |
| Behind this man is a woman with a fuse |
| And behind this man is a muse. (2x) |
| Our house, seven to the gallon |
| If you come a-knockin' then you’ve got Earl growlin' |
| We are friends with our mechanics |
| Black, White, North, South, Canadian, Hispanics. |
| Cause you and me baby like a mullet cut |
| Party in the back and put the business in the front |
| Behind this man is a woman with a fuse |
| And behind this man is a muse. (2x) |
| On and on, the road she goes |
| Where she stops, I don’t care to know |
| Maybe a solid gold truckstop |
| Servin' everything with gravy on top. |
| Cause you and me baby like a mullet cut |
| Party in the back and put the business in the front |
| Behind this man is a woman with a fuse |
| And behind this man is a muse. (2x) |