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Em
I don''t want your big french fry, I don''t want your car
I don''t want to buy no soap, from no washed up movie star
Am
You are so much louder, than the show I wanna hear
Em
With your sugarless gum, gee but I''m dumb, non-alcoholic beer
Am D
It''s enough to make a grown man blow up his own TV
Em
Quit hollerin'' at me, quit hollerin'' at me
Em
I heard you the first time, I heard myself say
Seems like the little woman, is getting bigger every day
Am
You don''t have to tell the neighbors, a little silence ain''t no sin
Em
They already think my name is, where in the hell you been
Am D
Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, constantly
Em
Quit hollerin'' at me, quit hollerin'' at me
Refrain
Am D Am Em
Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, sweet serenity
Am D Am Em
Whoa ooh, whoa ooh, whoa ooh, quit hollerin'' at me
Quit hollerin'' at me
Em
Ain''t it great at the end of the day, when there ain''t no sound around
Just me and the fence post, staring each other down
Am
Nothing but a big bunch of nothing, driving me insane
Em
Cause there ain''t no voice that''s louder, than the one inside my brain
Am D Em
Hey, you go on, go on and let me be, quit hollerin'' at me
Quit hollerin'' at me
Written by Gary Nicholson/John Prine