There was one left fantasy
There was one left fantasy
Not staring, just noticing
Parent teacher meeting
You had plans to fly away?
I'll try my hardest, boss
Step up your game, boy
Wanna get back at your dad?
Get in here and mess with it
Get all up in my face
Movies and naked chill
You have to start somewhere
Spread me like a slice of toast
Your throat can handle it
We'll teach you hand by hand
Just looking out for dad