DAD By Chelsea Peretti
I never really had a dad
I never really had a dad
It makes me kind of sad
It makes me kind of sad
If I could’ve gotten him high
Maybe my dad would have given me a try
If I were a deadly vice
Maybe my dad would have treated me nice
If I was a bottle of rum
My dad would think that I was fun
If I was a drawer of drugs
My dad would have given me tons of hugs
If I was coke on a key
Maybe my dad would have wanted to keep me
If I was a trusty lighter (trusty lighter)
My dad would’ve taught me to be a fighter
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Where are you?
Daddy
Daddy
Where are you?
When I need ya
Where are you?
When I need ya
Where are you?
If I was a nugget of hash
My dad would’ve put cream of my diaper rash
My dad would’ve been at my birthday bash
Dad would’ve let me hold some cash
If I was a mirror with rails (mirror with rails)
My dad would not have let me fail
He would’ve gotten me out of jail
He would’ve gotten me out of jail
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Where are you?
Daddy
Daddy
Where are you?
When I need ya
Where are you?
When I need ya
Where are you?
