Tommy stutters comicallynwhen he says a lotta thingsnMommy does the shoppingnDaddy's diggin through the laundry binsnhe likes to try on Mommy's thingsnwith his hair up in her bobby pinsnThe neighbors very neighborlynoccasionally takin peaks at his niecenwhile she takes a peenI heard the plumbers found a finger whennthey fixed the basement leaknnSo pick up the phonenFix up your lawnnTurn the TV onnThere's nothin wrong, Middle AmericanI love younnOld Mr. Wilkinsonnkilled a man,ndrunk from the barnhit him with the front of his carndrug him so farnthere were nothin' but partsnfor hundreds of yardsnThose big damn power linesnwill drive you out your mindnEdna sits in the shower sometimesnfor hours and criesnwhenever she forgets to tellnHoward goodbyennSo pick up the phonenFix up your lawnnTurn the TV onnThere's nothin wrong, Middle AmericanI love younnSpoken softly butnMommy's body shookndropped the coffee cupnI guess the coffee wasn't strong enoughnBecca was a quiet girlnbehind the wheelnwith a mouthful of diet pillsna couple beersnand some stuff for your sinusesnDancing in the firensmashing all of the appliancesnThe psychiatrist saidnThe Zoloft had some side effects...nnSo pick up the phonenFix up your lawnnTurn the TV onnThere's nothin wrong, Middle AmericanWe love younnPick up your phonenFix up your lawnnTurn the TV onnThere's nothing wrong, Miss AmericanWe love you