Joseph Frayman - Fathers

Give me a kiss on the cheek
And I'll repay you with a treat
Every time that you'll see me
You'll feel like you're in your dreams

So come on snuggle, give me cuddles
While our parents are fighting
They're too much trouble, always buggin'
They ain't like you and me

We got that love, we got that fun
And we won't be colliding
Beat of a drum (Tum, tum, tum)
You're in the hideout with me

(Oh, oh)
We can hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers

They have too much paranoia
And they keep up with the drama

Let's go hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers, fathers

Jump into the trampoline
And I'll give you something to eat
When we be rollin' round town
There ain't no one with a frown

So come complete me, while you please me
While our parents are fighting
They be critiquing on the weekends
That ain't like you and me

Yah, oh, we won, we're number one
And we won't be colliding
I hit it once, now you're coming
To the hideout with me

(Oh, oh)
We can hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers

They have too much paranoia
And they keep up with the drama

Let's go hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers, fathers

Can I get an F for you're fantastic while they're out there fighting
And then the A is for you're amazing while they're still arguing
And there's a T for you're terrific, they leave me trembling
And then that H is for the hideout, where you hangout with me
And the E it stand for exiting, we leave as we please
We got that R, it'd be ridiculous, they ain't like you and me
Last is the S, it'd be superior, that's the tier where we'll be

Beat of a drum (Tum, tum, tum)
You're in the hideout with me

(Oh, oh)
We can hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers

They have too much paranoia
And they keep up with the drama

Let's go hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers, fathers

(Yah)
We can hang out in the corner
But please don't talk to our fathers, fathers

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They have too much paranoia
And they keep up with the drama, drama

(So)
We can hang out in the corner
Let's just not talk to our fathers, fathers

Written by:
Joseph Frayman

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