Lyrics

Don't Touch The Tip
I'm the Frat Daddy, the tan playboy
The life of the party, the center of joy
Don't touch the tip, or you'll pay the price
I'm Bryce Cannon, shining so bright
Don't Touch The Tip
Don't Touch The Tip
Straight from the yacht, the Southern charm
A rhinestone king, a wrestling alarm
So don't be a chooch
Don't step in my way
I'm the Frat Daddy here to stay
Don't Touch The Tip
Don't Touch The Tip
I'm the Frat Daddy, the tan playboy
The life of the party, the center of joy
Don't touch the tip, or you'll pay the price
I'm Bryce Cannon, shining so bright
Don't Touch The Tip
Don't Touch The Tip
Straight from the yacht, the Southern charm
A rhinestone king, a wrestling alarm
So don't be a chooch
Don't step in my way
I'm the Frat Daddy here to stay
Don't Touch The Tip
Written by: John Francis Kiernan Jr.
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