Lyrics

Wasting time, getting high
A small town life and a small town mind
Stepping through the tall grass
Stepping through my daddy’s past
Just a greasy haired kid
Trying to get a little class

So i wandered across the tracks looking for some action
them small town girls, couldn’t get no traction
Just a white boy running
With some honkies risking his life
When i was struck by that white light
She hit me just like white lightening

She’s was my dirty girl
My razor wire school girl
She’s was my dirty girl
How I liked to make her legs curl
She had the long hair, long boots, high heels, 1980s blow dry
Struttin’ up the street in that tank top middle finger flying high
Those were the times

Waiting on Friday night to climb up in a window
Scratch marks outside that weren't even mine
But i didn’t mind
It was the time of my life
Her momma didn’t like me
She used to threaten my life

She’s was my dirty girl
My razor wire school girl
She’s was my dirty girl
How I liked to make her legs curl
She had the long hair, long boots, high heels, 1980s blow dry
Struttin’ up the street in that tank top middle finger flying high
Those were the times

Looking back
I always looked ahead
Running from that pillar of salt in my head
And I wonder why
Yea, I wonder why
I’m still that small town kid with a small town dirty girl wife

She’s my dirty girl
My razor wire school girl
She’s my dirty girl
How I like to make her legs curl
She’s got the long hair, long boots, high heels, 1980s blow dry
Struttin’ up the street in that tank top middle finger flying high
Those were the times

Those were the times
Those were the times
Those were the times
Those were the times