"Family Business" lyrics

We ain't your typical white picket fence 'round a front yard
Stick figure family on the back of a sports car
Something you'd find on the front of post card
No, that ain't never been us

We got a momma that you wouldn't wanna take home to Momma
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
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