It Hurts Your Daddy Bad - Rev. Horton Heat

You’re so hip

Your so chic and stylish with

That sexy little smile of your’s

Tell me just how old are you

Your so chic

Painted like a candy clown

Or maybe with the junky eyes

You’re not too young to realize

You know full well that it hurts

It hurts, your daddy, so bad

It hurts, your daddy

It hurts your daddy bad

It hurts your daddy bad

You’re so cool

Your boyfriend thinks that he’s the star

There’s rumors of your drug abuse

Bad girls always seem to make the news

You’re so in

You’re part of an exclusive crowd

They dress you in their fantasies

Use you up until you’re twenty-three

And know full well that it hurts

It hurts, your daddy, so bad

It hurts, your daddy

It hurts your daddy bad

It hurts your daddy bad

Go!

You’re so chic

On the runway or in catalogs

N-Y-C or maybe Paris, France

This ain’t no Paris, Texas senior dance

And it hurts

It hurts, your daddy, so bad

It hurts, your daddy

It hurts your daddy bad

It hurts your daddy bad

You’re daddy’s little girl

It hurts your daddy bad

Daddy’s little girl

Daddy’s little girl

It hurts your daddy bad

It hurts your daddy bad

Yeah!

Go!

Go!