Lauran Hibberd - Sugardaddy

I was only young, when he told me that he had enough
for me to just stay home n relax, don't worry about the money in the bank
Cause I got stacks around the house
Its underneath the floorboards in the lounge
Its only bits of paper lying round
Everything you need is underground I think it feels right

Would you like to be my sugardaddy?
I'm tired of working seven days a week
He's old enough to treat me properly
In 5 more years he might die in his sleep

I was wearing red, that dress you like and now its hanging over my head like a cloud when did it start to feel like this
You say you love me and you'll pay for it
Am I your little pet you keep me rest and fed
I say it twice, then you write me a cheque
Its like you never care if I'm upset
I wish you could slot notes into my head

Written by:
Rob Homes, Lauran Hibberd, Jim Homes

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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