| One, two, one, two, three
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| He lives on the other side
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| His flag isn't blue and white
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| And instead he drinks wine not beer
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| It would appear, appear woah-oh
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| That he's now mine
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| And he sings and plays guitar
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| He's not a lawyer or a doctor
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| He doesn't know the football score
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| But he loves me right, he loves me woah-oh
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| Whilst he's waiting back at home
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| Not what your dad wants to see
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| Not what your dad wants to think
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| Knowing one day you'll get a ring
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| And he'll be family
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| And I see him smile at you
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| And you're trying your best too
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| But you know all too well
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| That his intentions lie somewhere else
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| From being your friend
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| Whilst he's waiting back at home
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| Not what your dad wants to see
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| Not what your dad wants to think
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| Knowing one day you'll get a ring
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| And he'll be family
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| Whilst he's waiting back at home
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| Not what your dad wants to see
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| Whilst he's waiting back at home
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| Not what your dad wants to see
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| Not what your dad wants to think
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| Knowing one day you'll get a ring
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| And he'll be family
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes,
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| Hide yourself before he gets home)
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes,
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| Hide yourself before he gets home)
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes,
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| Hide yourself before he gets home)
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| It's not what your dad wants to know
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| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes,
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| Hide yourself before he gets home) |