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funk turkey - dad guy lyrics

white shirt, now red, that’s taco sauce
eating, just sitting on my phone
plucking grey hair out of my nose
thinking bout just for men
bruises i’m not sure what they’re from
i work all day i hate my job
less hair now than i’ve ever had
need to clip my toenails

used to be a tough guy
like it really rough guy
just can’t get enough guy
chest always so puffed guy
now i’m that dad type
sunday mow the yard type
“did you change your oil” type
entire bag of chips type
i’m the dad guy

whole box of chex in just one bowl
i make a joke and your eyes roll
respect my rules you’re in my home
now go and clean your room
when you ask, i say “ask your mom”
check your work if you did it wrong
one pair of sneakers that i own
wear them to everything
used to be a tough guy
like it really rough guy
just can’t get enough guy
chest always so puffed guy
now i’m that dad type
slightly out of breath type
gained a couple pounds type
eat over the sink type
i’m the dad guy
i’m only good at being daaaaad
daaaad

i like being your dad
i guess i’m pretty glad that you’re my kid
your friends are scared of me? i mean…
your friends are all punks
and i don’t play no sh+t
when they come into my home
what
i’m the dad guy
i’m the dad guy

- funk turkey lyrics

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