You scratch my back and wash my socks You answer the door when the preacher knocks You scrub the floor and fill my belly With peanut butter and apple jelly You change the kids at half past three How come youre being so good to me? How come you come each time I call When I get hung up in the hall? How come you come each time I yell Down inside my lazy spell? How come you come each time I scream? How come you are being so good to me? Every tim the roof caves in Like a toothpast ad you sit and grin And if youre mad it sure dont show When I announce I gotta go You fill my pipe before I leave How come you are being so good to me? How come you come each time I groan? And carry me home when I get stoned? How come you move when I say go? How come you hop when I say toad? How come you cook when I say eat? How come you a being so good to me? You cut the wood and slop the hogs And dig post holes and feed the dogs Patch up holes in your cotton sack Drive the truck to town and back While I decorate your window with my be rusty feet How come you a being so good to me? How come you come each time I call When I get hung up in the hall? How come you come each time I yell From down inside my lazy spell? How come you come each time I scream? How come you a being so good to me?
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