My Dad Vs. Shania Twain Songtext
von The Hextalls

My dad likes to come home late from work
When we′re all asleep
And watch Country Music T.V.
I know what's going on
Shania, Shania
I know what′s going on
Shania, Shania
I know what's going on
It feels so wrong
I hope you break your neck
Come on dad, you're making me sad
Pull your pants up, you′re busted
Step away from the couch And put your fucking hands up You′re busted
The Kleenex box won't save you from your fucking lies now
You′re busted I can't believe that you′re the guy who taught me to how to clean
In the shower
Come on dad, you can do better
I know that you can do better
Why don't you want to bone someone a little bit older?
Why can′t you control your giant Honky-Tonk boner?
Admit that you don't have a little Helen Hunt fever
And I'll leave you alone
My dad likes to come home late from work
When we′re all asleep
And watch Country Music T.V.
I think I′m tellig mom
As soon as she's done watching Remington Steel
He′s dead