| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| Papa-la-papa
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| Papa-la-papa
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| We had fun
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| W'Allah with you I was laughing
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| I could escape
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| Even without drinking
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| I saw us far
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| I didn't see myself there
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| You have to follow my way
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| Yeah you have to heal my scars
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| You way that's not what's missing
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| There's a lot of chicks
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| I can't say that I have feelings
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| But I don't only think about the ass
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| You act naughty and you want a vacation in Cancun
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| And your girlfriends, w'Allah one day I have to smack one
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| There are a lot of wounds there, if you're curious, go ahead and heal them for me
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| And you'll have to insure yourself if one day I get busted by customs officers
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| You will stay with me even if I'm broke
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| You make me believe that the two of us are worth more than the ring
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| I didn't want to listen to you
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| I only stayed with my friends
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| That it will come one day I suspected
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| I didn't think it would happen to me immediately
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| If it's me, all your life you have to assume
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| And if you hurt my mother's head, I'll light up
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| If I had known I would not have touched it
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| Papa-la-papa
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| What I make you live, I know it's abused
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| Me, I'm in the hooded building
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| Daddy-daddy-daddy
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| Staying on the streets you know it wore me out
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| It's my hlel, she tells me that she's fed up
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| She harasses me, when I come home too late
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| She already sees me in the arms of another or in custody
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| If I'm not there, it's not my fault, I have to knit
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| It's just me and her
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| It's mine
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| You want the same
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| Of love and hate
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| You want a good job
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| Have a good time
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| An accountant, who takes you back to Mont Blanc
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| Really you don't know me
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| You have to stay true from the start
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| We two need to debate
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| And that you understand me if I go astray
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| My darling, my beautiful, my baby come into my arms
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| The two of us, it's for a long time, it doesn't end under the sheets
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| If I had known I would not have touched it
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| Papa-la-papa
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| What I make you live I know it's abused
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| Me, I'm in the hooded building
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| Daddy-daddy-daddy
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| Staying on the streets you know it wore me out
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| If I had known I would not have touched it
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| Papa-la-papa
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| What I make you live I know it's abused
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| It's daddy-la-daddy
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| Me, I'm in the hooded building
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| Daddy-daddy-daddy
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| Staying on the streets you know it wore me out
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| We saw each other far
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| We face the hard knocks, there's nothing
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| The two of us are more than one
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| If you're the right one, I'll show you mine
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| The two of us are more than one
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| We face the hard knocks, there's nothing
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| If you're the right one, I'll show you mine
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| We saw each other far |