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BYou told your mama, you told your pa Mama called the preacher, Daddy called the B7law But it's alE9right, it's alright, E9everything gonna be BOK We just F#9won't come on ChristmasE9 or any other holiBday
You say behave yourself, I'll say I'll try You say don't go out tonight And I say why but it's okay, it's okay Everything's gonna be just fine You can fall asleep in your bed honey, I'll just lost and turn in mine You makin' money honey, gonna be a star I lie around all day and play guitar But it's okay, it's okay Everything's gonna be alright I'll make breakfast every mornin' sugar sing you lullabies at night Well you like checkers, and I like chess I like you naked, you like to dress But it's okay, it's okay Everything's gonna be just fine Every Friday, naked checkers, honey, I bet you beat me every time Repeats 1st Verse