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Honey, you think heâs got an attitude
So you treat him just a little too rude
Buddy, you think sheâs a little too cold
So you act like a two year old
Donât it make you feel low, Joe?
Donât it make you feel mean, Jean?
Donât it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Donât it make you feel small, yâall?
Boy, you say something bad about her brother
Girl, you say something mean about his mother
Tempers flare and insults fly
And youâre both wanting to die
Donât you feel like a jerk, Kirk?
Donât you feel like a ninny, Jenny?
Donât it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Donât it make you feel small, yâall?
Lady, you say you donât love him no more
And mister, you kick down the bedroom door
She calls you names you never heard before
And now itâs a full scale war
Donât it make you feel crazy, Daisy?
Mentally ill, Bill?
Donât it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Donât it make you feel small, yâall?
Six oâclock, eight oâclock, nine oâclock, ten
The neighbors, all know that youâre at it again
And two little kids just a few feet away
Hear every word you say
Donât it make you feel bad, Dad?
Donât it make you feel wrong, Mom?
Donât it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Donât it make you feel small, yâall?
Donât it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Donât it make you feel small, yâall?
With a pickle in the middle
And a mustard on top
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