Dylan's Dad
We met at church and then we got some fajitas
Got me to like him without any tequila
I know he does everything right
And he gives me butterflies
My best friend tells me that he's a keeper (keeper)
I really like Dylan a lot
But Dylan's dad
He really drives me mad with his faded tats
Sings in a cover band
Yeah, he's super hot with his ripped dad bod
Oh, my, oh, my god
I like Dylan a lot
But oh god
I love Dylan's dad
I'm at the age where age is only a number
Too old to mess around, but too young to be a mother
I love sky diving and skate boarding
But boys in their 20's are boring sick
I'd rather be his step mother
You know I really like Dylan a lot
But
Dylan's dad
He really drives me mad with his faded tats
Sings in a cover band
Yeah, he's super hot with his ripped dad bod
Oh, my, oh, my god
I like Dylan a lot
But oh god
I love Dylan's dad
(Ooh-aah-oh-oh-ah)
(Ooh-aah-oh-oh-ah)
Dylan, you're so hot in your chucks
Wish I didn't
Like your old man so much
Ooh, Dylan
You have so much to offer to somebody's daughter
But his Harley makes my heart stop
I can't not love
Dylan's dad
He really drives me mad with his faded tats
Sings in a cover band
Yeah, he's super hot with his ripped dad bod
Oh, my, oh, my god
I like Dylan a lot
But oh god
I love Dylan's dad
Got me to like him without any tequila
I know he does everything right
And he gives me butterflies
My best friend tells me that he's a keeper (keeper)
I really like Dylan a lot
But Dylan's dad
He really drives me mad with his faded tats
Sings in a cover band
Yeah, he's super hot with his ripped dad bod
Oh, my, oh, my god
I like Dylan a lot
But oh god
I love Dylan's dad
I'm at the age where age is only a number
Too old to mess around, but too young to be a mother
I love sky diving and skate boarding
But boys in their 20's are boring sick
I'd rather be his step mother
You know I really like Dylan a lot
But
Dylan's dad
He really drives me mad with his faded tats
Sings in a cover band
Yeah, he's super hot with his ripped dad bod
Oh, my, oh, my god
I like Dylan a lot
But oh god
I love Dylan's dad
(Ooh-aah-oh-oh-ah)
(Ooh-aah-oh-oh-ah)
Dylan, you're so hot in your chucks
Wish I didn't
Like your old man so much
Ooh, Dylan
You have so much to offer to somebody's daughter
But his Harley makes my heart stop
I can't not love
Dylan's dad
He really drives me mad with his faded tats
Sings in a cover band
Yeah, he's super hot with his ripped dad bod
Oh, my, oh, my god
I like Dylan a lot
But oh god
I love Dylan's dad
Credits
Writer(s): Olivia Marie Miraldi, Geena Fontanella, David Allen Burris
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