Daddy, daddy, daddy You were right Wanting mess around That Sunday's night Wanting take your car And a bottle of wine To get that girl and say I'll make you mine
Daddy, daddy, daddy Everything's the same Nothing left to say Nothing left to say
Daddy, daddy, daddy You were wrong Waiting for a moment For too long Tell me why you've been So insecure When you got a dream And dream got you You gotta do it now