Yodelayheewho

I ain't your mama
And you ain't my man
So you aren't my problem, won't be again
But you keep knockin', like I'd forget
When you start talkin', it just smells like shit

So yodelayhee, yodelayhee, yodelayhee
Who do you think you are
With your too tight jeans and your broke down car?
So yodelayhee, yodelayhee, yodelayhee, why would I care
That your little band's playing bars and no one's there?

And you ain't a big man by any means
The only thing that's big on you is your dreams
And if I'm honest, Lord knows I am
You were a momentary laps of judgment I'll never understand

So yodelayhee, yodelayhee, yodelayhee
Who do you think you are
With your too tight jeans and your broke down car?
So yodelayhee, yodelayhee, yodelayhee, why would I care
That your little band's playing bars and no one's there?

You can try your best but you'll never leave
That little town riding on my sleeves
You can tell them all that you broke my heart
But yodelayhee, yodelayhee, yodelayhee
Who do you think you are?
Who the hell do you think you are?
Hell if I know
Bless his little heart

You can try your best but you'll never leave
That little town riding on my sleeves
You can tell them all that you broke my heart
But yodelayhee, yodelayhee, yodelayhee
Who do you think you are?