THEY tell me that I 'm spoiling you,
I The neighbors say that you should be
For all the awful things you do,
Laid face down over daddy's knee
And spanked and put to bed. That 'a what
The neighbors say, but what say you?
You think you should be loved a lot?
Well, somehow daddy thinks so, too.
They tell me that it isn't right
For me always to take your part,