You're just a little older than I might choose Right between me and my father That crosses my mind on slow afternoons I don't let it get much farther But I can't pretend I'm not still a little my Daddy's little girl It's going to take a lot of sweet talk To sell you as a safe bet for my world More than your years, all the things of you I choose Come right between me and my father I have yet to meet the man where Daddy says Here's one to hold onto He wanted to bring home all the young men from the office Find me someone concerned with financial losses But I can't pretend Daddy's little girl Doesn't sometimes look out through these eyes With a little fear of your world More than your years brings you more than I'd like Right between me and my father If Daddy and another man were drowning in the water There's never been much question My daddy would get rescued by his daughter Till now I've been quite careful to make sure I never found Someone I might pull out first and let Daddy drown Of course that's a metaphor Daddy never knew what those were for He looks at them the way he looks at you One more misunderstanding, another thing standing Right between me and my father