Behave! ---------- We changed the locks, there's frost on the brass bolt Our feet stick to the kitchen floor Pouring tequila, licking the salt You're not coming in, so don't try the door The records you left are the ones we play You waltzed out of here, and you've no right to stay The chickens is roosting, they've all gone to bed You shouldn't need chains, so the shed is set Girl, I said behave, behave, behave today Behave, behave, behave today Behave, don't touch the dogs, okay Me and your mother sway Mom's got the say, Mom's got the say Is it a sob story, or a lie? Or the mascara run at closing time? The kick for a chicken, the cuff for a hound A fifth of Cuervo gone before Easter Sunday Crying at McDonald's in Amarillo The ghosts of your boyfriends all over Cecilia I said behave, behave, behave today Behave, behave, behave today Behave, don't touch the dogs, okay Me and your mother sway Mom's got the say, Mom's got the say Mom's got the say, Mom's got the say Behave, behave Behave, behave Girl, I said behave, behave, behave today Behave, behave, behave today Behave, don't touch the dogs, okay Me and your mother sway, Mom's got the say Back then I swayed with a girl in a paper cap Fry grease on her apron, grease on her pants Mascara ran down her cheeks, and she looked scared She said she ran off and nobody cared Your chin on her face, your scowl, your nose That slow, stubborn stomp, a foot saying no Well, hush my mouth, hello, hello She was your mother, in her day Girl, I said behave, behave, behave today Behave, behave, behave today Behave, behave, behave today Behave, behave I said behave, behave, don't touch the dogs, okay Behave, behave I said behave, behave Behave, behave Behave, behave --- "Behave!" Copyright © 2025 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]
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