You got a problem with my cookie cutter life?
I'll put you back in your place
And if you're lookin at my cookie cutter wife
I'll kick the smile off your face
My only daughter is an honor roll student
And a goalie on the soccer ball team
I know it sounds a little boring at the moment
But we ain't exactly what we seem...
I got a woman with thirty-two teeth
And a daughter at a picket fence
And in the garage sits a little sedan
And a minivan with just a couple of dents
All for a limited time
It isn't dandy and fine
Because of my ignorance
Oh, right now, it seems to me
My greatest enemy is common sense
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
The only problem with my cookie cutter life
It's on me that everybody depends
I always gotta take my cookie cutter knife
And cut myself apart to meet those ends
And every time I try to sit my family down
Just to talk to me, they never do
I heard it's the only way to really get to know em
Now I know it's true
I finally got a realization of where all of my money goes
To my cars, my house, and to bars
My wife's ass, and up my daughter's nose
Told my shrink what i think about it all
And he said that that's the way
That it goes
Oh, right now, it doesn't comfort me
To hear this is the life I chose
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So f*ck off
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So f*ck off
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You got a problem with my cookie cutter life?
I'll put you back in your place
And if you're lookin at my cookie cutter wife
I'll kick the smile off your face
My only daughter is an honor roll student
And a goalie on the soccer ball team
I know it sounds a little boring at the moment
But we ain't exactly what we seem...
I got a woman with thirty-two teeth
And a daughter at a picket fence
And in the garage sits a little sedan
And a minivan with just a couple of dents
All for a limited time
It isn't dandy and fine
Because of my ignorance
Oh, right now, it seems to me
My greatest enemy is common sense
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
The only problem with my cookie cutter life
It's on me that everybody depends
I always gotta take my cookie cutter knife
And cut myself apart to meet those ends
And every time I try to sit my family down
Just to talk to me, they never do
I heard it's the only way to really get to know em
Now I know it's true
I finally got a realization of where all of my money goes
To my cars, my house, and to bars
My wife's ass, and up my daughter's nose
Told my shrink what i think about it all
And he said that that's the way
That it goes
Oh, right now, it doesn't comfort me
To hear this is the life I chose
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So f*ck off
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So f*ck off
I'll put you back in your place
And if you're lookin at my cookie cutter wife
I'll kick the smile off your face
My only daughter is an honor roll student
And a goalie on the soccer ball team
I know it sounds a little boring at the moment
But we ain't exactly what we seem...
I got a woman with thirty-two teeth
And a daughter at a picket fence
And in the garage sits a little sedan
And a minivan with just a couple of dents
All for a limited time
It isn't dandy and fine
Because of my ignorance
Oh, right now, it seems to me
My greatest enemy is common sense
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
The only problem with my cookie cutter life
It's on me that everybody depends
I always gotta take my cookie cutter knife
And cut myself apart to meet those ends
And every time I try to sit my family down
Just to talk to me, they never do
I heard it's the only way to really get to know em
Now I know it's true
I finally got a realization of where all of my money goes
To my cars, my house, and to bars
My wife's ass, and up my daughter's nose
Told my shrink what i think about it all
And he said that that's the way
That it goes
Oh, right now, it doesn't comfort me
To hear this is the life I chose
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So f*ck off
Left, right...
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So c'mon
Step up
You think you can handle it?
Back off
Don't make no demands of me
Right now
I'm sick of it all and I think I
Might snap
With my back to the wall
So f*ck off
Writer: JIM KAUFMAN, JOHN A. TRAVIS, RON UNDERWOOD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.