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Jenna got a dirtbike on our birthday,
Barbara got a robot debutante.
When my gift arrived I got depression,
'cause I'll never get the thing I want.
I don't desire a democratic Mideast,
or a voucher to redeem my reckless youth.
I don't require a social to secure me,
I only want my Dad to tell the truth.
Y, Y, Y, Y do U lie 2 me, Dad-E?
U, U, U, U make me cry.
O, O, O, O U say hello, Daddy,
Hi, hi, hi, when U mean goodbye... goodbye... goodbye...
U lied to justify quagmiring in Iraq,
U lied about John Kerry's Vietnam flashbacks,
U lied about arm-wrestling Jacques Chirac.
When I was three, U told me I was black. Y, Y, Y, Y do U lie 2 me, Dad-E?
U, U, U, U make me cry.
O, O, O, O U say hello, Daddy,
Hi, hi, hi, when U mean goodbye... goodbye... goodbye...
U lied about Dick Cheney taming unicorns,
U lied about our Jewish neighbors having horns,
When my rabbit died, U said only losers mourn.
And U lied about how many twins were born.
I hold these truths to be self-evident: You're a liar,
Pants on fire,
You're a phony,
Where's my pony
That U promised
U would buy me?
You're not honest,
Y U lie me?
U lied to me about the birds and bees,
U swore that only gay dogs ever got fleas,
U told me apes and bears were chimpanzees.
I'm begging, Daddy, won't U tell me, please... Y, Y, Y, Y do U lie 2 me, Dad-E?
U, U, U, U make me cry.
O, O, O, O U say hello, Daddy,
Hi, hi, hi, when U mean goodbye... goodbye... goodbye...
Y, Y, Y, Y do U lie 2 me, Dad-E?
U, U, U, U make me cry.
O, O, O, O U say hello, Daddy,
Hi, hi, hi, when U mean goodbye... goodbye... goodbye...
Music: Robert Edridge-Waks
Lyrics: Frank Lesser
Production: DJ N-Ron Hubbard |
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