I don't mind a nagging woman, don't mind a bragging manBut there's one kind of blooming human I don't understandWhen one of them comes along, I sing him this little songDon't take your meanness out on me, my friendI've had this happen time and time againWhen your misery wants company, some other ear go bendI really mean this, don't take your meanness out on me, my friendWhy didn't Adam take the blame for Eve?She was the madam that got the rib, I believeToday this world is all the same, the guilty shift the blameI really mean this, don't take your meanness out on me, my friendStop kicking at your halo, don't say this world's all wrongLay low, brother, lay low with your pessimistic songIf your disposition's like a satin henChange your position every now and thenThe black cats must be after you, your hard luck knows no endI really mean this, don't take your meanness out on me, my friendStop kicking at your halo, don't say this world's all wrongLay low, brother, lay low with your pessimistic songIf your disposition's like a satin henChange your position every now and thenThe black cats must be after you, your hard luck knows no endI really mean this, don't take your meanness out on me, my friendI really mean this, don't take your meanness out on me, my friend