Topsy Turvy Chords

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A♯7Daddy’s in the kitchen (?) sauerkraut,

Momma’s in the bedroom nearly all cried out

Daddy thinks whiskey makes him big and smart,

Mamma thinks daddy’s got a concrete heart

 I D♯wish I had a bG♯rother or a D♯sister into IG♯ could tuA♯7rn

Bustin’ out the windows with a baseball bat,

Daddy’s gone crazy like a bunk house rat,

Momma’s on the sofa with a big black eye

I cross my heart and tell myself I hope they die

I wish I had a nickel for every time I cursed the word (?)

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CmMad house all topsy turvy a ship of fools with scCm7urvy

A♯7I don't like a thing about the way we live

Momma’s on the pavement with a broken arm

Telling everybody that he meant no harm

Talk about denial with a great big D,

You can try to fool the neighbors but you can’t fool me

I wish some kind of millionaire would come adopt me on the spot

Chorus

FPolice knocked on our door, they’ve seen it all before

D♯Why don’t you use restraint, wC♯e’ve had a few complaints

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I don't like a thing about the way we live (repeat many times)