Lyrics:

Hey mister, I really like your daughter
I'd like to eat her like ice cream
Maybe dip her in chocolate
Hey mister, on your way to work
In your Volvo, suit and tie
We'll be crawling in your bed soon
Messing around, maybe getting high

It's not what you did, it's not what you didn't
God gave her the perfect body
Now I'm all up in it

It's not she's a tramp, it's not she's not pure
She just likes getting her fuck on
And it's a good one of that, I'm sure

Hey mister, I really like your daughter
When I'm horny like thirsty, she's a bottle of water
Hey mister, how'd it get so bad?
You raised her so well, now she's calling me 'dad'
In the back seat, naked, of her new Volkswagen
The perfect little gift for high school graduation

It's not what you did, it's not what you didn't
God gave her the perfect body
Now I'm all up in it

It's not she's a tramp, it's not she's not pure
She just likes getting her fuck on
And it's a good one of that, I'm sure

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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I eat all the food in your fridge
Call my friends around the world
Rack up your long distance too
Brake stands, neutral drops
Wreck all your cars
Drink all the booze in your cheesy-ass wet bar
Order stuff on your credit cards
Leave the boogers in the skippy jar
Smoke your cigars
Answer the phone, tell your boss you moved to Mars
When you call in late from work
Tell your wife you're at the titty bars

It's not what you did, it's not what you didn't
God gave her the perfect body
Now I'm all up in it

It's not she's a tramp, it's not she's not pure
She just likes getting her fuck on
And it's a good one of that, I'm sure

I can't lie, I have to tell the truth
Man to man, mister, it's all a total spoof
Your daughter's a freak
Your daughter's a pro
When I'm done with her
She'll do one of your bros
I hope I never have a daughter
I hope I never have a daughter
I hope I never have a daughter
I hope I never have a daughter
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