Lyrics Young Dad - spies

Young Dad - spies
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Date of issue: 25.03.2018
Song language: English

Young Dad

It’s a pleasure to meet you
I bet you’re a credit to your mother
I try my best to please you
But the way you grimace at my dancing I don’t think I’d stand a chance, no
It’s a pleasure to meet you
I bet you’re a credit to your mother
I try my best to please you
But the way you grimace at my dancing I don’t think I’d stand a chance, no
Your hair and your clothes are black monotone
I’ll keep my shirt and my sweater combo
I’ll keep my shirt and my sweater combo
I’ll sick my gut to appease you
Sing words in time, they’re drawn and
We pray this phase we just passed through
No honey, the kids are out on Monday
And they’re crying
When you arrive at the venue
With the portable
I’ll keep my shirt and my sweater combo
When you arrive at the venue in feathers and
I’ll keep my shirt and my sweater combo
I’ll keep my shirt and my sweater combo

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