SIXTY WAYS TO PEEVE YOUR MOTHER

The question is what you have to do to make things bad
The answer is simple though you’ll make someone quite mad
And I can help you with ideas that I once had
There must be sixty ways to peeve your mother.

She’s gone and caused you heartache each and every day
And so I trust that my advice will help in some small way
It’s obvious the time has come you think that she must pay
There must be sixty ways to peeve your mother.
Sixty ways to peeve your mother.

[CHORUS:]
You just stay out all night, Dwight
Stay in your bed, Ted
You keep taking the pill, Jill
And make her real mad.
Make yourself sick, Mick
And don’t miss a trick, Rick
Keep on being rude, Jude
And make her real mad.

You say she goes and makes your life a living hell
I know there’s lots that I can do, I think you know as well
I’ve counted up the ways as far as I can tell
There must be sixty ways.

I said why don’t you all just think of what to do
And once you’ve made your mind up you have to see it through
Your mother, she won’t like it, so I guess it’s up to you
There must be sixty ways to peeve your mother
Sixty ways to peeve your mother.

[CHORUS:]
You just stay out all night, Dwight
Stay in your bed, Ted
You keep taking the pill, Jill
And make her real mad.
Make yourself sick, Mick
And don’t miss a trick, Rick
Keep on being rude, Jude
And make her real mad.