The Problem With Your Daughter
I have come to speak with you about your daughter
She's no girl, she's a woman sir
If she wants to go and see the world she oughta
You have kept her here for twenty years alone
But I'll have you know she's fully grown
And she sure knows just what she wants, my God
If you won't allow her leaving I must take her
I'm seeing red and I'd kill you dead
If you tried to keep her here, no you can't make her
You imagine that she's just as pure as ever
But I have been known to shake her bones
Yeah we've been known to shudder and moan together
I am not the problem. You are
I love her. She loves me. I thought you should know
El Problema Con Tu Hija
He venido a hablar contigo sobre tu hija
No es una niña, es una mujer señor
Si quiere salir y ver el mundo debería
La has mantenido aquí por veinte años sola
Pero debes saber que está completamente crecida
Y sabe exactamente lo que quiere, Dios mío
Si no permites que se vaya, debo llevármela
Estoy viendo rojo y te mataría
Si intentas mantenerla aquí, no puedes retenerla
Imaginas que sigue siendo tan pura como siempre
Pero se ha sabido que la hago temblar
Sí, se ha sabido que nos estremecemos y gemimos juntos
Yo no soy el problema. Tú lo eres
La amo. Ella me ama. Pensé que deberías saberlo
Escrita por: Ben Schneider