You say that you're watching the birds out the window

Well I've got a bird you can watch

You ain't gotta act like you're borrowing eggs

Just to see if my dishes are washed

What's it to you if it's wednesday at noon

And I've traded my iced tea for scotch.

Keep your two cents on your side of the fence

Girl we ain't friends we're just neighbors

Nothing to see here

Go back to your trailer.

You ain't gotta ask what I did to my hair

Or whose underwear's on the line

It ain't mine

I ain't gonna ask who's been mowing your grass

So you ain't gotta ask who mows mine

Quit judging my job and my car and my clothes

Get your nose out of your mini-blinds.

Keep your two cents on your side of the fence

Girl we ain't friends we're just neighbors

There ain't nothing to see here

Go back to your trailer.

Don't ask me if I go to church

I won't ask if your husband is still out of work

Try and claim high society

We get our mail on the same side of the street.

So keep your two cents on your side of the fence

Girl we ain't friends we're just neighbors

There ain't nothing to see here

Go back to your trailer

You nosy bitch

There ain't nothing to see here

Go back to your trailer.