(This, uh, first song goes pretty deep)
(It's called, "Daddy")
(Um, at least it's uh, a family song)
Daddy, you abandoned me
Daddy, you sold drugs to me
Punches are not hugs to me
(Ah, it's no, "Elderly Prostitute)
(Bobby, you said you'd talk to him)
(Um, I did, kinda but then he wiped our record clean)
Daddy, you are my enemy!
My enemy, my enemy, my enemy
(No, don't, it's just me, just me, just me)
(Oh, sorry)
The itsy, bitsy stripper climbed up the brassy pole
Down came her legs and wrapped around my soul
Weave your web of your sexy web
Weave your sexy web around me
Weave your web of your naughty web
Around my body
My beautiful body
My beautiful legs
My beautiful torso
Weave that web around me