I hate that S-Class Benz That you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'Cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it, girl I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute But we damn sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway You made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view That you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think That I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you Well, I hope that's true You got drunk one night And told me I was white trash I was high but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your arm We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view That you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think That I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever Gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishing things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin' And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view That you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think That I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true. Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true I hope that's true