Daddy Issues

I call him daddy 'cause he disappoints me like my father He's the carbon copy Pop the chilly on my tongue, - for the starter Sippin' in the lobby A lady's man, I like his style, a bow tie on his suit, a poppy Pretty boy in my requiem, - in my hand with a dash of coffee Drivin' down with the lights off, stars in the ceilin' Know my mind, he's a mile off, then he starts to lean in Mummy doesn't like me hangin' out with boys who are just like daddy And daddy doesn't like my attitude 'cause he says it's just like mummy's But I like the attention, a little bit of flirt never hurt nobody With my daddy issues and mummy's attitude, tell my therapist that I'm sorry Oh, la-di-da-da Mr. Regal, pack of 20 - Lungs are lethal, belly of the beast, a feast for the evil Sinner in your shirt, attire illegal, take off that shirt, oh, we could Stay for the night, we'll make the sequel Slutty in the satin sheets, then I'II leave you Bit of naked poetry for the people Mummy doesn't like me hangin' out with boys who are just like daddy And daddy doesn't like my attitude 'cause he says it's just like mummy's But I like the attention, a little bit of flirt never hurt nobody With my daddy issues and mummy's attitude, tell my therapist that I'm sorry Dinner for two, we fine dine with the sushi Hard to please, know that I'm picky, choosy Upper echelons, but I'm far from snooty Said he needs a posh girl to leave him loopy You made him go "La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, la, da, da-da-da" Swimmin' with a sinner, bubbled up jacuzzi Sippin' on the - when I told him that my Mummy doesn't like me hangin' out with boys who are just like daddy And daddy doesn't like my attitude 'cause he says it's just like mummy's But I like the attention, a little bit of flirt never hurt nobody With my daddy issues and mummy's attitude, tell my therapist that I'm sorry Whoa-oh, whoa-oh La-di-da-da