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Daddy's in the kitchen fryin' sauerkraut |
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Momma's in the bedroom nearly all cried out |
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Daddy thinks that whiskey makes him big and smart |
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Momma thinks that daddy's got a concrete heart |
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I wish I had a brother or a sister whom to |
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I could turn |
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Bustin' out the windows with a baseball bat |
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Daddy's gone crazy as a bunkhouse rat |
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Momma's on the sofa with a big black eye |
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I cross my heart and tell myself |
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I hope they die |
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I wish I had a nickel now for every time a cuss word flew |
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Mad house all topsy turvy |
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A ship of fools with scurvy |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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Momma's on the pavement with a broken arm |
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Tellin' everybody that he meant no harm |
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Talk about denial with a great big |
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DYou can try to fool the neighbors but you can't fool me |
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I wish some kind of millionaire would come adopt me on the spot |
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Mad house all topsy turvy |
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A ship of fools with scurvy |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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Police knock on our door |
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They've seen it all before |
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Why don't you use restraint |
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We've had a few complaints |
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Now all the other women up and down the block |
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Are tuning out the static with a front door lock |
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They greet us in the morning with a wave and grin |
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But you know they're only waiting til lthe roof caves in |
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I don't even know if we can make it through another day |
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Mad house all topsy turvy |
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A ship of fools with scurvy |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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I don't like nothing |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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I don't like nothing |
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I don't like a thing about the way we live |
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I don't like nothing |
