Kenny Chesney:
Honey, you think he's got an attitude
So you treat him just a little too rude
Buddy, you think she's a little too cold
So you act like a two-year old
Kenny Chesney:
Don't it make you feel low, Joe?
Don't it make you feel mean, Jean?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
Kenny Chesney:
Boy, you say somethin' bad about her brother
Girl, you say somethin' mean about his mother
Tempers flare and insults fly
And you're both wantin' to die
Kenny Chesney:
Don't you feel like a jerk, Kirk?
Don't you feel like a ninny, Ginny?
And don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
George Jones:
Lady, you say you don't love him no more
And, mister, you kick down the bedroom door
She calls you names you never heard before
And now it's a full-scale war
George Jones:
Don't it make you feel a-crazy, Daisy?
Mentally ill, Bill?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
Yeah
Kenny Chesney:
Six o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten
The neighbors all know that you're at it again
George Jones:
And two little kids just a few feet away
Hear every word you say
Both:
Don't it make you feel bad, Dad?
Don't it make you feel wrong, Mom?
Kenny Chesney:
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
George Jones:
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?
Both:
With a pickle in the middle
And a mustard on top
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