ukulele
                 
Well,  
[A] I was raised in a  
[E] sophisticated kind of  
[A] style 

Yeah, my taste in music and women drove my folks half  
[E] wild 

[D] Mom and dad had a plan for me, it was  
[A] debutantes and, ah,  
[D] symphonies 

But  
[A] I like my music,  
[E] how I like my women  
[A] wild. 

Chorus 

Yeah, and  
[A] I like my women just a  
[E] little on the trashy  
[A] side. 

When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is  
[E] dyed. 

[D] Too much lipstick and, ah, too much rouge 

[A] Gets me excited, leaves me  
[D] feeling confused 

[A] And I like my women just a  
[E] little on the trashy  
[A] side.  

 

You  
[A] should have seen the looks on the  
[E] faces of my dad and  
[A] mom 

When I showed up at the door with my date for the senior  
[E] prom 

They said, "Well,  
[D] pardon us, son, she ain't no kid! 

That's a  
[A] cocktail waitress in a  
[D] Dolly Pardon wig!" 

I said, "I  
[A] know it, Dad. Ain't she  
[E] cool! That's the kind I  
[A] dig!" 

 

Chorus 

Solo 

[A] I like 'em sweet,  
[E] I like 'em with a heart of  
[A] gold 

Yeah, and I like 'em brassy, I like 'em brazen and  
[E] bold 

Well, they say that  
[D] opposites attract, well I don't agree 

[A] I want a woman just as  
[D] tacky as me 

Yeah,  
[A] I like my women just a  
[E] little on the  
[A] trashy side.  

 

Chorus 

[A] And I like my women and I  
[E] like them on the trashy  
[A] side.