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Sirens scream, are you listening, up the
road, cop lights twinkling, Gone away is the luchre, here to stay are
the tweekers, In the driveway we can build a snowman,
then pretend that he is Sheriff Brown. Later on, we'll conspire, near a raging
trailer fire, On the highway we can build a snowman,
and pretend that he's a shitfaced friend, E-B-T buys the groceries, swipe the card,
it covers most things,
It's never too cold to have your morning beverage out on the back steps.
Moving on up in the trailer park:
How to winter-proof your trailer in a hurry.
Ooooh, lookie here. A new chick moved into
the trailer park, and she gots her own car.
Here's the new chick's plush grey kitty and
sexy red shoes.
Willy and Dot got together and cleaned up
the catbox room finally.
Here's Dot the crazy cat lady's trailer from
the outside.
Uncle Howie tries to score with Lulu by buddying
up to her kid Damian.
Welcome Wagon Willy steals a golf cart and
peeps in at the new chick.
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