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?