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 [Verse] A Sweet Irma Jean is a den mother now A E With a station wagon and an charge account A D Bubba Junior pitches for his 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