[ Featuring Maggie Antone ]
I ain't your mama
And you ain't my man
So you aren't my problem
Won't be again
But you keep knockin'
Like I'd forget
When you start talkin'
It just smells like shit
So yodelay yodelay yodelay
Who do you think you are?
With your too tight jeans and your broke down car
So yodelay, yodelay, yodelay, why would I care
That your little band's playing bars and no one's there
And you ain't a big man by any means
The only thing that's big on you is your dreams
And if I'm honest, lord knows I am
You were a momentary laps of judgement I'll never understand
So yodelay yodelay yodelay
Who do you think you are?
With your too tight jeans and your broke down car
So yodelay, yodelay, yodelay, why would I care
That your little band's playing bars and no one's there
You can try your best but you'll never leave
That little town riding on my sleeves
Well, you can tell them all that you broke my heart
But yodelay yodelay yodelay
Who do you think you are?
Who the hell do you think you are?
Hell if I know
Bless his little heart
You can try your best but you'll never leave
That little town riding on my sleeves
Well, you can tell them all that you broke my heart
But yodelay, yodelay, yodelay
Who do you think you are?
