I could see you coming all the way from Amarillo
Truck stop red lips pullin’ on some nicotine
Shining like the spokes on a brand new El Dorado
You’re trailer-park pretty, but you’re never gonna be Jolene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Why you gotta make me mean
Don’t make me cause a scene now, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
You get ’em all on their knees
But you can’t take a man from me
Geraldene
If I was a man I’d make you my Dallas Alice
I’d put a leftover pawn shop ring on your left hand
You’re never gonna be the backstage babe at the Crystal Palace
You’re too late, baby. I’m the only bitch in the band
Geraldene, Geraldene
Why you got to be so mean
Don’t make me cause a scene now, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
You got ’em all on their knees
But you can’t take a man from me
Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Why you got to be so mean
Don’t make me cause a scene now, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
You got ’em all on their knees
But you can’t take a man from me
Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene
Geraldene, Geraldene