Never Hit Your Grandma With A Great Big Stick

Was fighting with my brother and my sister too
Till I got hit with my grandma's shoe
Flew across the room from the kitchen door
Layed me out, face down on the floor

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Sometimes I do things without any thought
That was a fight I shouldn't have fought
When it comes to sense, I ain't got a lick
Never hit your grandma with a great big stick

Grandma she stands only five foot one
Always called me her Darling grandson
Sat me down and put me in my place
Shaking her finger right in my face

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She makes her point with a wooden spoon
You talk back and she'll change your tune
Try to run but you know you can't hide
Teach you a lesson on your back side

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(writer/publisher: Kirk Green Productions, registered with ASCAP)