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!