| You can find me over there at the bar
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| You ain’t even gotta ask
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| I don’t know where they are
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| And I’m nasty
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| And I still ain’t callin it quits
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| But Sean, what the fucks wrong with all of your kids
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| Sittin at the bar just minding my biz
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| I came down with all nine of my kids
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| And they all got an attitude
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| Mad cause I said we can’t go to the zoo
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| It’s not a lie
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| But daddys too high
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| If I drive, I will probably catch a DUI
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| Here, play with this pitcher of beer
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| Sit in there chairs, and don’t disappear
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| Everybody on your best behavior
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| Tip the waitress, respect your neighbors
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| I’ll be watchin
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| You know what not to do
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| Don’t make me walk over here
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| Just to talk to you
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| I gave em all some money
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| So they could play pinball and put
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| Grub in they tummies
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| Now Imma go get bombed
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| And you better not tell your mom
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| And like clockwork, soon as I stepped away
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| You know they got worse
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| They didn’t hesitate
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| Of course they start with the horseplay
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| And then it escalates
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| Then you get a court case
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| Little Sluggos
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| Thugs and cutthroats
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| Big trouble, cigarettes, puff those
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| Smash bottles on the floor and
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| Writing graffiti, fighting with the door man
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| Playin with switchblades and matches
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| Pick pocketin the cash and the plastic
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| Gettin high out back by the trashcans
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| Tryin to get the waitress to give a lapdance
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| I can’t control em
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| So Imma pretend I don’t know em
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| Now let me celebrate and get drunk
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| Cause my wife missed her period again this month
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| You can find me over there at the bar
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| You ain’t even gotta ask, I don’t know where they are
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| And I’m nasty
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| And I still ain’t callin it quits
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| But Sean, what the fucks wrong with all of your kids
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| I’m a bad bad daddy
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| Somebody slap me |