(You) used to be (the) sweetest little apple on the tree You used to be sweetest little apple on the tree But I'm tellin' you mama, ain't nothing like you used to be You built your playhouse mama, and then you acting up good You built your playhouse mama, and then you acting up good You tore your playhouse down, when you broke your daddy rule Angry baby, you done tore your playhouse down Angry baby, you done tore your playhouse down I used to love you mama, but I sure do hate you now Hey playhouse mama, ain't so easily built now'day Hey playhouse mama, ain't so easily built now'day You got to know your business when you start you evil way I drove the nail, mama, and you pulled it out of your bone I drove the nail, mama, and you pulled him out of your bone Now I'm gonna give you a ticket on some old lonesome road Hey, hey, baby, you done tore your playhouse down Oh, baby, you done tore your playhouse down I used to love you, mama, but I sure do hate you now