
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Daddy's Little Girl |
Daddy’s little girl, but not the girl that daddy knew |
Daddy never had a clue of what his little girl would do |
A drifter, swift to open up and get with ya |
A pocket full of dreams, as for my love — forget ya |
I never concentrated on the fact that I’m loved, scheme for scheme |
And things that would lead me to a pipe dream |
Picture it, yes, I’m daddy’s little girl |
I never asked for nothin, now it’s a string of pearls |
My chances are thin, could I win with a substance? |
A princess with a smile, but my sweetness was sort of grim |
I never fought the feelin that I had to be wild |
Cause in my mind I was a mature child |
But I could’t hurt daddy, I played the role |
But on the sneak tip, I was massagin his soul |
Nikki had to be free, you see, I had to be me |
Or life just wouldn’t flow through correctly |
Being daddy’s little girl |
(What daddy don’t know won’t hurt him) |
But I’m daddy’s little girl |
Daddy’d always tuck me in bed and kiss me goodnight |
Said, «Nikki, sleep tight,» then turn off the light |
And when he goes away on a business trip |
I flip, lose my grip — party time — ah shit! |
Tell the girls, split the duty, one go pick up the booze |
My other half, move your ass and go spread the news |
The party went on, lasted all night long |
Song after song (to the break of dawn) |
Then watch some nasty porns in the morn' |
My body got warm, hmm — from gettin freaky with Vaughn |
Sexin like crazy, my body amazed me |
By takin a chance with a man that didn’t faze me |
A night so hectic, a bit unexpected |
Before I made love, I shoulda been protected |
Cause now I’m in a jam with this careless punk |
And in about 3 months my stomach will be plump |
Trouble, yes, I’m in the hot seat now |
Tell my pops? |
No way, no how |
It’ll break his heart, wreck his whole world |
To have to grow up quick — daddy’s little girl |
(What daddy don’t know won’t hurt him) |
But I’m daddy’s little girl |
Neighbors asked could he trust me, yeah, daddy loves me |
Cause I can feel it in his arms strong when he hugs me |
But there comes a time when his angel must spread her wings |
So I bow my head and get deep into the swing of things |
Sort of raunchy I must be, cause mama knew |
Every time I skipped school mama sat home and sang the blues |
Now I regret the day that daddy let me out to play |
But I’m a woman now, so let’s keep it this way |
Daddy’s little girl |
(What daddy don’t know won’t hurt him) |
But I’m daddy’s little girl |