Why is that?

I mean, when a stranger does that you seem to get mad...

Hmmm.

How's it put...

I mean, I ain't no wordsmith or aught...

It's something that's always been ticklin' the back of my mind.

It pisses me off some, so I barrel on through outta spite.

When folks who don't know you from a cracked egg waltz on in and lecture me on how your head's screwed on.