| Take out the papers and the trash, |
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Or you don't get no spending cash. |
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If you don't scrub that kitchen floor, |
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You ain't gonna rock and roll no more. |
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Yakety yak, don't talk back. |
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Just finish cleaning up your room, |
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And sweep that dust out with that broom. |
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Get all that garbage out of sight, |
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Or you don't go out Friday night. |
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Yakety yak, don't talk back. |
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You just put on your coat and hat, |
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And walk yourself to the laundromat, |
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And when you're finished doing that, |
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Bring in the dog and put out the cat. |
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Yakety yak, don't talk back. |
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Don't you give me no dirty looks, |
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Your father's hip, he knows what cooks. |
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Just tell your hoodlum friends outside, |
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You ain't got time to take a ride. |
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Yakety yak, don't talk back. |
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