ALL YOU CAN EAT
© Greg Keeler 1992

Mr. Temper

Chorus:
Watch out for Mr. Temper
'Cause when he takes control,
You'll do things that are naughty.
Least that's what I've been told.
Watch out for Mr. Temper
'Cause when he's through,
Mr. Temper's gonna get the best of you.

If your daddy's got your mommy
In a hammer lock,
And it looks like he might
Give her a big sock,
Here's a situation
Where you might belong
If you tip-toe up and start to sing this song.

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If your daddy's a policeman,
Go hide in his back seat
When he takes his squad car
And drives it on his beat.
And when he whacks a black man
With his big baton,
Poke your head up then and start to sing this song.

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If you're an Iraqi mother,
Whose babies have been bombed,
And you're driving into Washington,
One pissed-off Moslem mom,
In a Winnebago
With a nuclear device,
This song might make you slow down and think twice.

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