Honey, you think you've got an attitude So you treat him just a little to loose Well, buddy you think she's a little to cold So you act like a two year old. Don't it make you feel low, Joe Don't it make you feel mean. Gene 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 And girl you say something mean about his mother And tempers flare and insults fly And you're both a-wantin' to die. Don't you feel like a jerk, Kirk Don't you feel like a ninny, Jim Don't it make you 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 kicked down the bedroom door He called you names you never heard before And now it's a full scale war. Don't it make you feel a-crazy, baby Don't it make you feel mentally ill, Phil Don't it make you 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 ashamed of yourself Don't it make you feel small y'all. Don't it make you ashamed of yourself Don't it make you feel small, y'all