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Hey mister, I really like your daughter
I'd like to eat her like ice cream
Maybe dip her in chocolate
Hey mister, on your way to work
In your Volvo, suit and tie
We'll be crawling in your bed soon
Messing around, maybe getting high
It's not what ya did
It's not what ya didn't
God gave her the perfect body
Now I'm all up in it
It's not she's a tramp
It's not she's not pure
She just likes getting her fuck on
And it's a good one of that I'm sure
Hey mister, I really like your daughter
When I'm horny like thirsty
She's a bottle of water
Hey mister how'd it get so bad
You raised her so well
Now she's calling me dad
In the back seat naked of a new Volkswagen
The perfect little gift for high school graduation
It's not what ya did
It's not what ya didn't
God gave her the perfect body
Now I'm all up in it
It's not she's a tramp
It's not she's not pure
She just likes getting her fuck on
And it's a good one of that I'm sure
(Nana na nana na)
(Nana na nana na)
(Nana na nana na)
Ha hahaha ha ha haha
I eat all the food in your fridge
Call my friends around the world
Rack up your long distance, too
Brake stands, neutral drops
Wreck all your cars
Drink all the booze in your cheesy ass wet bar
Order stuff on your credit cards
Leave boogers in the Skippy jar
Smoke your cigars
Answer your phone, tell your boss you moved to Mars
When you call home late from work
Tell your wife you're at the titty bars
It's not what ya did
It's not what ya didn't
God gave her the perfect body
Now I'm all up in it
It's not she's a tramp
It's not she's not pure
She just likes getting her fuck on
And it's a good one of that I'm sure
Can't lie, I have to tell the truth
Man to man, mister
It's all a total spoof
Your daughter's a freak
Your daughter's a pro
When I'm done with her
She'll do one of your bros
I hope I never have a daughter
I hope I never have a daughter
I hope I never have a daughter
I hope I never have a daughter
(Nana na nana na)
(Nana na nana na)
(Nana na nana na)
(Nana na nana na)
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