Texty: Tyler Read. Baby's Got A Temper.

Please, Please, Please don't forget
Try to remember..

Oh, you don't know what you're doing
My head starts hurting when you're mouth starts moving

I'm not trying to look up your skirt
I'm just trying to take it easy
When I get home from work
Go on, go on, get it out
With your American temper and your filthy mouth
She uses to kiss me then spit me out

Please, Please, Please don't forget
Try to remember
My baby loves me but she says she's got a temper
She can't help it
Or try to make it better
My baby loves me and now I'm out to get her

Baby's got a temper you see
But she only takes it out on me

Oh, you don't know what you're thinking
You call me back when it all starts sinking
I'm not trying to scratch your pussycat
I'm just trying to take it easy
So get off my back

Shut your girls mouth
(Baby's got a temper)
Teach her respect
(Oh I could never hit her)

Maybe all that is true
But she only takes it out on me

(Thanks to Tara for these lyrics)