The kids act up, I wonder why I,
Let them out of bed at all,
I could be like the redneck guy,
Duct tape them to the wall,
And even if I do what nannies say,
But they're just bitchin' at them all,
And it grinds me, And it makes me mad, mad, mad, mad....
They pissed me off for the last time today,
My head's like a brass band,
So now somebody's gonna pay,
By paddle or by hand,
And even if I lose control again,
Then some hides are gonna tan,
Their Mother calls me, & she makes me mad,
She makes me mad....
And IIIIIIIIIIII, want to spank you,
For giving me a hard time all day & night,
And OOOOOOOOOOO, just to beat on you,
Might just be the best way to make you do what's right!
They've gone too far, & it's the last,
Time I am gonna say,
You better move your heinie fast,
My belt is gonna flay,
And I'm not talking 'bout the kids at all,
I'm talking about you,
Because you fear me!
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