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    "Yakety Yak" Lyrics

    Drew's Famous feat. The Hit Crew

    Take out the papers and the trash
    Or you don't get no spendin' cash
    You better wax that kitchen flo'
    Or you ain't rock 'n rollin' no mo'!
    Yakety Yak! (Don't talk back!)
    Ha haaa!

    Don't touch that phone when it rings
    You're under restriction 'till your room is cleaned
    It'll take away your spending cash
    You better have it cleaned, quick and fast
    Dust the furniture, have the floor waxed

    It gotta be spotless from front to back
    You might as well get off your butt and

    Just finish cleanin' up your room
    Let's see that dust fly with that broom
    Get all that garbage out of sight
    Or you don't go out Friday night
    Yakety Yak! (Don't talk back!)
    Don't you roll yo' eyes at me, boy!

    This house is dirty, it's a total mess
    No need to be rude, so don't get dressed
    There's a lot of things that have to be done
    If you don't, then you have no fun
    Now pack the basket with those dirty clothes
    And go to the laundromat before it closes
    There's no need to pout or frown around, so

    You just put on your coat and hat
    And walk yourself to the laundry-mat
    And when you're finished doing that
    Bring in the dog and put out the cat
    Yakety Yak! (Don't talk back!)

    "Take out the papers and the trash" and "Breakdown!"

    Behind your dad's back, you roll your eyes
    Always plottin' and schemin' and plannin' lies
    But you're always doin' things to make him mad
    Instead of doin' right for good old dad
    So tell your friend you're not hangin' out
    Just do as I say, 'cause I'm the man of the house
    You better act like you got some sense and

    Don't you give me no dirty looks
    Your father's stiff, he knows what cooks
    Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
    You ain't got time to take a ride
    Yakety Yak! (Don't talk back!)
    What you say to me boy?
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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