Sit in that old Barber chair And old man Jones would cut my hair Wish I had a dime for the time he spent Givin' daddy his two cents
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Spare the rod, spoil the child Give an inch and they'll take a mile Love em' tough even when it hurts Might hate ya now but man its worth the fight To keep the Girls off the Pole and the Boys off the Pipe
He said Daddy worked himself to death Momma had no iron fist When me and sis got on a terror Momma didn't a prayer
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When I got lost I found drugs Hangin' out with thieves and thugs Sister didn't know no shame Trixie was her midnight name
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I saw last night on CNN Cops were at some school again Wish that old man Jones was here To sit the whole damn world down in his chair
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