Paradise by the dashboard light

Aint no doubt about it we were doubly blessed. We were better than a manufactured home and we were barely dressed. You gotta do what you can... blah blah blah, don't know the words..... we were barely 17 and we lived in a manufactured home. Flowing like the metal on the edge of a knife, flowing like the metal on the edge of a manufactured home, all right. I can see paradise by the dashboard light!