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Lyrics:
feat. Ryan Lewis
I'll always be by your side Even when you're not around
Have I ever gone...?
You get in there to break You're going to college So I'm making music hoping that Kanye puts me on But if I don't make it baby Would you be mad at me If I'd have shown at home As you stay home daddy Come on! I'll make you coffee And a bagel And another bagel Keep on reading that paper Then as off you go Hon you're gonna be late Don't forget your briefcase Drive safe be Wake up the kids, toast some toaster Put the raisin' bread up in the bowl The toast! Did I forget the toast? The toast is toasted and I burned the toast Start crying the kids like 'that was ...' Oh it's not you kids, it's me I'm just alone! Pop's a little bit stressed out
Feeling so sensitive Going for a latte Seeing what's popping at pilates And then my friends are like 'What up man? Trying to have a spa day?' The fuck? Stay home dad, that's not gay
Ey, ey, ey, ey You go to work I moan the loon Ey, ey, ey, ey You make the cheese I'll bring guacos Ey, ey, ey, ey You buy the clothes I'll take them off Ey, ey, ey, ey Imma stay at home dad, this is my job
You go girl, get that promotion I'll be on the sofa, collecting unemployment Yelling the TV, watching Maury Povich Quit popping that girl Maury Povich Who's this shitty Jones bitch? Shit, it's four o'clock Time for Oprah! (Oprah) The gospel of the Lord for dads who stay at home They know we can't get boners We still watch Rachel Ray And then we'll cook risotto
Pick up the kids from soccer practice Then time for gymnastics Rice crispy strips and wax daddies I'm with my kids in the minivan Listening to NPR with the windows down Through the clothed sack Then there's homework, then there's time to set the place Cook clean, tuck the rug rats in blankets Then I let you down, pop two Seattles Put on stains and go and clench my pallets Is that douche? Or is you Cush just smell like flowers? If you'd have culets, ever met...?
Jasmine pedicure, scented oil, imma pack this back rub I am Aladdin, your carpet's magic Your wish has been granted I would just like to ride your carpet outside the palace Now keep bringing home the green baby And I'll keep gonna toss it
Ey, ey, ey, ey You go to work I moan the loon Ey, ey, ey, ey You make the cheese I'll bring guacos Ey, ey, ey, ey You buy the clothes I'll take them off Ey, ey, ey, ey Imma stay at home dad, this is my job
Ladies and gentlemen we have been Conditioned to believe That we must fix in a ... Must match our genitalia Hail to the now And we going to work And willing to raise the children But I know The hardest job is maintaining the household So I am doing no back back No trades back from this back case For in 2010 I am staying at home
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