Kenny Chesney - Small Y'all Lyrics

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Small Y'all

Small Y'all Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Small Y'all By 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 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? 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 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, y'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 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, y'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 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, y'all? Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself? Don't it make you feel small, y'all? With a pickle in the middle And a mustard on top |
Who Wrote Small Y'all By Kenny Chesney?
Bobby Braddock
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What's The Duration Of The Small Y'all By Kenny Chesney?The duration of Small Y'all is 2:54 minutes and seconds. |
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