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It was painted red the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy
Papa don't take no mess Papa don't take no mess Papa don't, papa don't Papa don't, papa don't, papa don't Papa don't take no mess, hey, hey Papa digs
Come here sister .Papa's in the swing He ain't too hip about that new breed babe He ain't no drag Papa's got a brand new bag Come here mama and dig this
Come here sister, papa's in the swing He ain't too hip about that new breed babe He ain't no drag, papa's got a brand new bag Come here mama and dig
Check this out baby girl, I want you to check out a nigga, Cattttt Dadddyyyyy! Man I go to work, true winner Jeans skinny, like Squidward Lookin for
I used to be Daddy's little girl To us you meant the world And oh, how we seemed so happy, yeah We thought we had everything But oh, how the seasons changed
Last leaf fallen, bare earth where green was born Above my doorknob, two eagles hang against a cloud Sun comes up, blood red wind yells among the stone
he left us was a loan" Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave? Folks say Papa would
Detroit, Detroit got a hell of a hockey team Got a left-handed way Of makin' a man sign up on that automotive dream Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, Papa, Papa
Broken home All alone Broken home All alone I can't seem to fight these feelings I'm caught in the middle of this And my wounds are not healing I'm stuck
All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray I've been for a walk on a winter's day I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A. California dreamin' on such
Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you see me? Papa, can you find me in the night? Papa, are you near me? Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you help me
We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada We a di gal dem dada, di dada, di dada, dada We a di gal dem
to wither and die Like papa's roses soft and pale Like petals thrown in the dirt Only silence is spoken here All that grows here is hurt And papa's roses Papa
