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Well, spring has sprung And the the time has come To fire up them Coleman stoves Do us a favor And call all the neighbors 'Cuz they'll all come in droves Well, Billie Joe is way down below And he knows what it means He's going to call up Uncle Mo And bring that can of beans Well jump in the car 'Cuz we'll go far We're gonna raise some hell Put your panties back on the clothes line And ring that dinner bell Open the gate stay up late 'Cuz this time anything goes It's time to crank it up to ten On our Camaro stereos In the light we'll do it right But wait 'till after dark 'Cuz the cops won't bother your Mother your father in this here trailor park We're going uptown Letras de cancionesThat's where we really get down Don't wanna be downtown anymore Yes indeed let's jamboree 'Cuz we just got a bottle of Jack If Aunt Regina feels like fighting Billie Joe has got my back Well my brother Ray Will be out on bail You know he's got the point He's going to wake up our grandmother and make her roll a joint Well jump in the car 'Cuz we'll go far We're going to raise some hell Make sure you bring them foodstamps And try to ignore the smell Open the latch And chug down a Pabst 'Cause this time it's for real We're uptown in the trailor park We got to do anything we feel From Letras Mania