Some ask who am I
To say what’s right and wrong but
I cannot deny
My opinion’s strong
And ego isn’t small
Often make a judgment call
Politically correct
Is boring,
Be polite and I am snoring
I’m my favorite subject
Dad might be to blame
He always said to me there’s no reason
To be ashamed
Of speaking your mind
And I feel the same
Let the nice guys fall behind
I haven’t many friends
True, the knife cuts
Both ways, no ifs ands or buts
A small price for every judgment call
Music break
Sometimes the truth hurts, but it’s better
Than getting a Dear John letter
You must understand
That this man doesn’t date
Gals who look like Irish setters
And didn’t daddy say
It wasn’t my fault the
Alleged good ones got away
If they’d been worth their salt
I would’ve made ‘em stay
Instead I made a judgment call
So me myself and I
We’re hanging
Soon some silly girl I’ll be banging
Just let me make a judgment call
