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finn m-k - pick that dad lyrics

[intro: finn and the dads, grill dad and chill dad]
you’ve gotta pick!
“hold my beer son, now don’t drink it!”
pick that dad!
“man, look at all these dilfs”

[verse 1: finn]
i’ve been feeling down
my father figure just don’t deliver
we tried to throw a ball around
he got confused and threw me in the river
and when i fished myself out
i knew i needed to swap him out

[chorus: finn, dads, tiger dad]
you gotta pick that dad (bow bow+bow)
you gotta choose the right one
(“how’s it goin’, champ?”)
whenever you feel sad
can always swap that dad out
(“need to get those grades up”)
but you gotta pick
where the dads at?

[verse 2: grill dad and fun dad]
i’m a grill man type of dad
i let my meat do the talking
wish i’d phrased that differently
i like my beers and i like my crocs
me and your mother’s marriage is on the rocks
i’m a fun dad, and i can sing
every day i’m doing something new and deeply embarrassing
my mid+life crisis made me pick up mime
i’ll listen to your problems if you listen to mine
i got a lot
[bridge: finn and fun dad]
which do i crown? (“wazzup?”)
the distant drunk or the closet clown?

[chorus: finn, dads and chill dad]
you gotta pick that dad (bow bow+bow)
you gotta choose the right one (“hey kiddo”)
whenever you feel sad (bow bow+bow)
can always swap that dad out
but you gotta pick
let’s see some more dads

[verse 3: tiger dad, chill dad and finn]
i’m a tiger dad and you will succeed
i’ll orchestrate your life and then live through you vicariously
winners work hard, they don’t have s+x
but twenty years from now i’ll be expecting octuplets
i’m a chill kind of dad
if you wanna throw a party, left protection for that
“get ’em, champ”
years of drugs done broke my brain
you know i love you dearly, but remind me your name
“britney?”
“not even close”

[bridge: finn and tiger dad]
which do i want? (“this is why we say no to drugs”)
the authority or the stoned out stud?
how can i choose?
i want them all, i can only lose
i wish that i knew
[chorus: dads, finn, fun dad and grill dad]
don’t have to pick that dad
we’ll co+parent you, son (ay!)
well now i can’t be sad (bow bow+bow)
got all the dads that i want
you’re the ones i pick (“i’m still twenty five at heart, heh heh”)
we’re your dads (“agh, i spilt ketchup on my jorts”)
got four dads!

- finn m k lyrics

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