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We ain't your typical white picket fence 'round our front yard
Stick figure family on the back of a sports car
Somethin' you'd find on the front of a postcard
No, that ain't never been us
We got a mama that you wouldn't wanna take home to Mama
Got a daddy with a girlfriend who loves marijuana
Sister took a swing at her first boy's father
'Cause that no-show never showed up
Wanna go toe-to-toe, then good luck
Yeah, it's our family business
The open sign's always on
We go together like mismatched dishes
We're all a little broken, but we're right at home
We might fight like junkyard dogs
Fall out 'bout every other Christmas
Best to keep your nose out of where it don't belong
And mind your own damn family business
We're a couple cold Coors Lights short of a twelve-pack
Love like the Devil and quiet as a Hellcat
You mess with one and you'll get the whole damn pack
So don't say nothin' that you never can take back
Yeah, it's our family business
The open sign's always on
We go together like mismatched dishes
We're all a little broken, but we're right at home
We might fight like junkyard dogs
Fall out 'bout every other Christmas
Best to keep your nose out of where it don't belong
And mind your own damn family business
It ain't perfect, but it's worth it
On the days we get along
Yeah, it's our family business
The open sign's always on
We go together like mismatched dishes
We're all a little broken, but we're right at home
We might fight like junkyard dogs
Fall out 'bout every other Christmas
Best to keep your nose out of where it don't belong
And mind your own damn family business
Your own damn family business
And mind your own damn family business
Aw, my, my





























