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