Song Description

Always listen to parents advice!

Lyrics

Somebody told me that i was an easy touch.
"Don't let your woman push you around" were the words she used.
She said "Son, you're waking up in the arms of the devil! and there's no doubt that you'll end up all battered and bruised"

Get yourself on track boy and don't come back.

My, my, my you've gotta temper on you
You'd better listen before you throw away the best thing that you have
My, my, my you've gotta temper on you
Shut up and listen before you throw away the best thing that you have.

Keep it up, keep it up, you're doing good.
There's an art to putting people back in their place.
Now get back over there and give her taste of her own medicine.
I'd hate to see good medicine going to waste.

Guess your back on track boy. Don't give up, never give up.

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