Daddy Loves your sweet perfume
Not the kind you bought in France
Daddy loves to smell your sex
Makes him want to scream and dance
Seems we've had enough profound
There's a point you just get down
Sex seems to be our curse
Honey let me quench your thirst
I'll do you first, then do myself
Do you first, then do myself
Do you first then do
Tell me what it is you fear
Misogynistic thoughts aside
My gypsy pussy willow dear
Join the rolleer coaster ride
What did you expect from me?
What could I expect from you?
Things have gone from bad to worse
Honey let me stop this hurt
So Sunday when we go to church
Does heaven feel any near?
Why do we call our maker's name
More times when you and I are here
Over and over, and over and over again
My gypsy pussy willow dear
Oh my God, Oh my God
Daddy Loves your sweet perfume
Not the kind you bought in France
Daddy loves to smell your sex
Makes him want to scream and dance
Seems we've had enough profound
There's a point you just get down
Sex seems to be our curse
Honey let me quench your thirst
I'll do you first, then do myself
Do you first, then do myself
Do you first then do
Tell me what it is you fear
Misogynistic thoughts aside
My gypsy pussy willow dear
Join the rolleer coaster ride
What did you expect from me?
What could I expect from you?
Things have gone from bad to worse
Honey let me stop this hurt
So Sunday when we go to church
Does heaven feel any near?
Why do we call our maker's name
More times when you and I are here
Over and over, and over and over again
My gypsy pussy willow dear
Oh my God, Oh my God
Daddy Loves your sweet perfume
Not the kind you bought in France
Daddy loves to smell your sex
Makes him want to scream and dance
Seems we've had enough profound
There's a point you just get down
Sex seems to be our curse
Honey let me quench your thirst
I'll do you first, then do myself
Do you first, then do myself
Do you first then do
Tell me what it is you fear
Misogynistic thoughts aside
My gypsy pussy willow dear
Join the rolleer coaster ride
What did you expect from me?
What could I expect from you?
Things have gone from bad to worse
Honey let me stop this hurt
So Sunday when we go to church
Does heaven feel any near?
Why do we call our maker's name
More times when you and I are here
Over and over, and over and over again
My gypsy pussy willow dear
Oh my God, Oh my God