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Baby, my Dad says that you’re too tough,
That you’re the kinda guy, for his poppit, that’s too rough,
He said that I should only marry a Prince Charming,
Not a guy like you, who’ll leaves me, after he’s had a bit of a
fling one Spring.
Being the apple of m’Daddy’s eye,
Don’t do anything that’ll make me cry.
Honey, when we are together,
We two are really more like one,
Honey, with you, never had so much fun,
You make me giggle more than anyone,
And m’Daddy starts wodnerin’ where we’e gone,
Darlin’, nothin’ much happens when ya’ gone.
Let’s do somethin’ that’ll make m’Dad mad,
Let’s be incredibly, steadily bad.
Darlin’, let’s set off and jet off,
Come on baby, shake ya’ stuff,
But I won’t tell my Daddy, that I’m fallin’ in love.
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Daddy, you know that you’re my tops,
I’ll always be ya’ little girl, but growing up stops.
I met this guy down the coffee shop,
Who tells me he loves me, I really like him, Pops.
I told him, I already, that you’re number one in my life,
That I’m a Daddy’s girl, but I still wanna be his wife.
He got down on one knee, and said,
“Though ya’ Daddy’s little girl, ya’ still can be”,
Let’s make a match in matrimony
(And that he’s gonna love me for all eternity).
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Daddy says I still have to be in by eleven,
That my guy’s a rogue, though he may take me to heaven.
Daddy, when I rolled home about seven - ish,
I guess you was right, this guy’s kinda devil - ish.
Daddy please don’t spoil all my fun,
I still love you more than anyone,
Don’t make it so that I’m always on the run,
Just wanna tell you, I’ve kinds flipped and my head is spun.
Daddy, I’ll try to make amends,
But please don’t stop me from seeing my friends.
… (male solo) … Daddy’s girl, I know, that you’re one of the kinda women,
Who leaves my heart a flutter and my head a’kinda swimmin’,
Please, just know, I love you so,
Tell ya’ Daddy, he shouldn’t tell me when I have to go …
(repeat to fade).
© Jacqueline Richards 2008
