Daddy's Little Peach

You got me falling in love with what's next The personalities a casualty but I'm impressed With the way you control the verbs I'm moving in and out with words So slow down. We don't have to rush How profound is the secret perception to the touch Is it just me or does this routine ever get inside your head? And tell you all the little things you wish had been said? That you wish had been said? When, when will I be old enough to do as I please? These late nights are getting old There are better ways to your knees He reminded me to always button up We were daddy's little peach When will I be old enough? When will I be old enough, to do as I please? You got me here. But you got me wrong. (Got me wrong) I'm not a cannibal but I cannot say I won't eat one of my own But with words slurred, I confess: This smile isn't based on Your subtle wit but the cut of your dress That makes that ugly morning seem so far away And if it ever comes at all, I'll know just what to say When, when will I be old enough to do as I please? These late nights are getting old There are better ways to your knees He reminded me to always button up We were daddy's little peach When will I be old enough? When will I be old enough, to do as I please? To do as I please? To do as I please? So wake up. Wake up its the morning Another eight hours and the day's left you wanting reprieve Or at least religion But just relax, 'cause everyone's sinning Last night. The drinks. The words The kiss. The car. The apartment The cab fare. Fake digits Your hand. Your make up Your high heels, impeccable And all of it just to sit With some bottle thieves and counterfeits How respectable. How respectable Let's turn the lights on Let's turn the lights on Let's turn the lights on Let's turn the lights on, now When will I be old enough to do as I please? When will I be old enough to do as I please? (Daddy's little peach) When will I be old enough? (When will I be) When will I be? When will I be?