I came down to the breakfast table
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Felt like I could cry
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Tried so hard, but wasn’t able,
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To look you in the eye
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For I am feeling so much shame
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Yes I have brought disgrace
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Can tell I soiled my good name
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By the look upon your face…
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Well, it seems last night you caught me spanking it
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No use denying it, I was really cranking it
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Dry your eyes, don't be so sad.
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If you could just forgive me, and talk to me dad
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I didn’t hear you enter, no I didn’t hear the door
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With my hand upon my member and my pants upon the floor
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Now daddy I'm ashamed and completely understand
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If you never want to hug again, or even shake my hand
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Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it
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No use denying it, I was really cranking it
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Well dry your eyes, don't be so sad
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But I wouldn’t use those tissues, they’ve already been had
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Talk to me dad
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The look upon your face made my swollen gland diminish
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So I said “could you close the door, I really wanna finish.”
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Another 30 seconds and if all had gone to plan,
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you'd have seen your future grandchildren, running down your hand.
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Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it
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No use denying it, I was really cranking it
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Well dry your eyes, don't be so sad,
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Just because it was your bed, it’s not that bad
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When I was only 17 you told me it was dirty,
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So it must be really creepy when you kid is pushing thirty
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Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it
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No use denying it, I was really cranking it
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Dry your eyes, don’t be so sad
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But I wouldn’t use those tissues, they’ve already been…
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Just because it was your bed, it’s not that…
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Oh daddy, daddy, please forgive me, and talk to me dad
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talk to me dad
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Talk To Me
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| Stephen Lynch |
