You can't tell me how to run my life down and you
can't tell me how to keep my fitness sound you can't tell me what i'm doing
wrong when you keep dialing and sing that same old funny song you can't
tell me which way to go cause i'm six and seven and then some
more
like a dull knife that just can't cut just talking a lot and
saying nothing and sayin' nothing, and sayin' nothing
don't tell me
how to do my thing when you can't do your own don't you tell me how to
feed my boy when you know i'm grown don't you tell me her dress you
can't tell me how to run my mess
you're like a dull knife that just
ain't cuttin' you're just talking a lot and saying nothing and sayin'
nothing, and sayin' nothing here we go ...
shape up your bag, don't
worry 'bout mine my thing is together and i'm doin' fine good luck to
you, just allow that i'm wrong just keep on singing that same old funny
song then just keep on singing that same old funny song just keep on
singing that same old funny song...