D 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 G Don't it make you feel low, Joe? D Don't it make you feel mean, Jean? A Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself? D Don't it make you feel small, y'all? Boy, you say something bad about her brother Girl, you say something mean about his mother Tempers flare and insults fly And you're both wanting to die Chorus: Don't you feel like a jerk, Kirk? Don't you feel like a ninny, Jenny? Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself? Don't it make you feel small, you all? 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 Chorus: Don't it make you feel crazy, Daisy? Mentally ill, Bill? Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself? Don't it make you feel small, you all? Six o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten The neighbors, all know that you're at it again And two little kids just a few feet away Hear every word you say Chorus: Don't it make you feel bad, Dad? Don't it make you feel wrong, Mom? Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself? Don't it make you feel small, you all? D Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself? Don't it make you feel small, y'all? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D G |