Be nice
To your friends
That's the way
That you make
New friends
Be nice
I hear you say
That's the way
You need to be
To be nice
I heard you, and I'll be kind
I'm glad you can't read my mind
You're getting on my nerves …
Ahhh let me tell you that
My room is my room
I'll pick up my stuff, stuff
Under the bed under the rug
Out of site is up, up
I think that we-e-e-e both have had enough, 'nuff
These four walls do confine
I'm on yours
You're on mine
Nerves!
Be nice
To your sister
Be nice to your brother, too
Makes you happy
When you're nice
That's the way you need to be
To be nice
I heard you, and I'll be kind
But if you could read my mind
You're getting on my nerves …
Ahhh let me tell you that
Joe just blew his nose
On each corner of his clothes
And baby Jane's diaper's fallin'
It was smelly
Now she's ballin'
"Dinners ready, dinner's ready, dinner's ready"
I hear you callin'
These four walls do confine
I'm on yours
You're on mine
Nerves!
Be nice
To your friends
That's the way that you make new friends
Be nice
Learn to share
That's the way you need to be to be nice
I heard you and I'll be kind
But I'm glad you can't read my mind
You're getting on my nerves …
Ahhh let me tell you that
Last time I shared something of mine
It got broken
As for the friend that did it
Since then we have not spoken
"You should"
"You could"
"If I were you, I would …"
You're not me
Can't you see
If you could
You'd still be
On my nerves!