Never had good manners Had pretty poor hygiene Dirty words I seemed to learn Naturally Didn't do my school work So I didn't make good grades Always knew I'd pay for that One day When I was a baby My father sat me on his knee He said, "Always be a good child Don't take after me." Went through every ashtray For half-smoked cigarettes Opened up my window Smoked the rest Set my sister's doll on fire Liked huffing gasoline Only books I ever read Nudie magazines When I was a baby My father sat me on his knee He said, "Always be a good child Don't take after me." Baby, be good Learn from my mistakes Do what you should Baby, be good Learn from my mistakes Do what you should Now I take my little babies And I sit 'em on my knee I say, "Always be a good child Don't take after me Don't take after me."