Custard - Girls Like That lyrics

Hey Mister I really like your daughter I'd like to eat her like ice cream Maybe dip her in chocolate Hey Mister on your way over In your Volvo, suit, and tie Well, be crawling in your bed soon Messing around, maybe getting high It's not what ya did It's not what ya didn't God gave her a perfect body And now I'm all up in it It's not she's a tramp It's not she's not pure She just likes getting her f** on And it's good for that I'm sure Hey Mister I really like your daughter When I'm horny like thirsty She's a bottle of water Hey Mister how'd it get so bad You raised her so well And now she's calling me dad In the back seat naked of a new Volkswagen The perfect little gift for high school graduation It's not what ya did It's not what ya didn't God gave her a perfect body And now I'm all up in it It's not she's a tramp It's not she's not pure She just likes getting her f** on And it's good for that I'm sure Nana na nana na Nana na nana na Nana na nana na Ha hahaha ha ha haha I eat all the food in your fridge Call my friends around the world Rack up your long distance do Breakstands neutral drops Wreck all your cars Drink all the booze in your cheezy a** wet bar Order stuff on your credit cards Leave boogers in the skippy jar Smoke your cigars Answer the phone tell your boss you moved to mars When you call in late from work tell your wife You're at the titty bars It's not what ya did It's not what ya didn't God gave h