Daddy's Money

While I'm scraping for a dollar
You're doing what you wanna
But Mother tells me not to compare
And even though you're precious
There's no point getting jealous
Because that won't get me anywhere

Daddy's money looks so
Good on you
But without his assistance
You don't know what to do

I know that we're both people
But you don't see us equal
Do you wanna rest your feet on me?
Treating me like dirt
When you walk on me it hurts
Because you got high heels on your feet

OI OI

Daddy's money looks so
Good on you
But without it you don't
Know what to do

You're a spoilt little brat
Getting around on Daddy's back
Never worked a day in your life
One day you will have to pay the price
(Yes you will)

Tiger fur jacket
Crocodile heels
I guess that you can say you've got the looks that kill

OI OI

Daddy's money looks so
Good on you
But without it you don't
Know what to do
You're a spoilt little brat
Getting around on Daddy's back

Daddy's money
Daddy's money
Daddy's money
Daddy's money



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Burns, Maxwell Bowen, Mitchell Seager, Sebastian Reyes-hewitt
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