I wonder why nobody don't like me?
Or is it the fact that I'm ugly?
Or is it the fact that I'm ugly?
I leave my whole house and home
Bad talk inside the house they bring
And when I talk they start to sing
They shout, but their mother tell them
Oh no, my daddy can be ugly
So shut your mouth, go away,
I couldn't even digest my suffer
Due to the children's behavior,
Yes, Papa? Come here a moment
Bring the Belgium much to impudent
God says it's James who started first
James tells the story in reverse
I drag my belt from up my waist
You should hear them screaming
Their mother tell them to
So shut your mouth and go away
Shut your mouth, go away,
These children ain't got no behavior
So I began to question the mother
They're playing with you,
You should be proud of them, my dear
These children were taught
That ain't no kind of joke to crack
Mama, look a boo -boo, they shout
Their mother tell them to
That is your daddy, oh no
Mama, look, a boo -boo day
Mama, look, a boo -boo day