Daddy Don't Know
I'm a bad, bad girl
I need some punishment so give it a whirl
Drink it up, spit it out
And won't you look me in the eye when I'm going down?
Somebody told me that life isn't fun without a little danger
Without a reason to run
Why don't we make out, make out, make out in the crowd?
Give'em a reason to be calling me the talk of the town
But I'm a perfect little angel in my daddy's eyes
So keep it quiet and enjoy the show!
Whoa-oh! What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
Whoa-oh! That daddy don't know!
Oh yeah I like it, like that
Sneaking out, telling lies
I've got him wrapped around my finger like most other guys
Getting wild every night
If you could keep the things we're gonna do between you and I
I'm not easy so don't think that of me
But I know just what I like
And now I like what I see
So if you think you might like to come home with me
I bet we hit it off
Cause I got what you need
And I'm a perfect little angel in my daddy's eyes
So keep it quiet and enjoy the show!
Whoa-oh! What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
Whoa-oh! That daddy don't know!
Oh yeah I like it, like that
Whoa...
I got a dirty mind
I'll work you overtime
Whoa...
I got a dirty mind
I know he's gonna find out sometime
What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
That daddy don't know!
Whoa-oh! What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
Whoa-oh! That daddy don't know!
Oh yeah I like it, like it, like it
Oh, daddy!
I need some punishment so give it a whirl
Drink it up, spit it out
And won't you look me in the eye when I'm going down?
Somebody told me that life isn't fun without a little danger
Without a reason to run
Why don't we make out, make out, make out in the crowd?
Give'em a reason to be calling me the talk of the town
But I'm a perfect little angel in my daddy's eyes
So keep it quiet and enjoy the show!
Whoa-oh! What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
Whoa-oh! That daddy don't know!
Oh yeah I like it, like that
Sneaking out, telling lies
I've got him wrapped around my finger like most other guys
Getting wild every night
If you could keep the things we're gonna do between you and I
I'm not easy so don't think that of me
But I know just what I like
And now I like what I see
So if you think you might like to come home with me
I bet we hit it off
Cause I got what you need
And I'm a perfect little angel in my daddy's eyes
So keep it quiet and enjoy the show!
Whoa-oh! What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
Whoa-oh! That daddy don't know!
Oh yeah I like it, like that
Whoa...
I got a dirty mind
I'll work you overtime
Whoa...
I got a dirty mind
I know he's gonna find out sometime
What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
That daddy don't know!
Whoa-oh! What daddy don't know!
Well there's a lot of things
Whoa-oh! That daddy don't know!
Oh yeah I like it, like it, like it
Oh, daddy!
Credits
Writer(s): Cori Yarckin, Travis Wetherington
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