Pink Flamingos

A
I was a rebel in my younger years
A                               E
I'd.....drink with the devil if he 
bought the beer
A                          D
Wore out two pick-ups just running 
around
B                           E
Mamma thought I never would settle 
down
D
That was before I met sweet Irma 
Jean
B              E
She made a new man outta me

[Chorus]
A                            D A
We got pink flamingos in the front 
yard
A                      E
Picture window with a view of 
Wal-mart
A                        D
Blue collar heaven...domestic bliss
B                    E
It just doesn't get better than this
A
We got pink flamingos,
A
Pink flamingos,
A
Pink flamingos

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[Verse]
A
Sweet Irma Jean is a den mother now
A                           E
With a station wagon and an charge 
account
A                          
Bubba Junior pitches for his 
  D
baseball team
B                             E
Little sister's running for Rose Bud
 Queen
D
And me I'm doing good at the used 
car lot
B                          E
Is this a great country or what

[Chorus]
A                            D A
We got pink flamingos in the front 
yard
A                      E
Picture window with a view of 
Wal-mart
A                        D
Blue collar heaven...domestic bliss
B                    E
It just doesn't get better than this
A
We got pink flamingos,
A
Pink flamingos,
A
Pink flamingos

[Verse]
D
People slow down when they drive by
A
They wave and smile but there's envy
 in their eyes
D
We ain't rich and won't be for a 
while
B                          E
But no doubt about it we got style

[Chorus]
A                            D A
We got pink flamingos in the front 
yard
A                      E
Picture window with a view of 
Wal-mart
A                        D
Blue collar heaven...domestic bliss
B                    E
It just doesn't get better than this
A
We got pink flamingos,
A
Pink flamingos,
A
Pink flamingos