Yr Old Dad

Yr old dad's dying, He said son I'm growing old. Cos yr mother can't stop crying, And yr girlfriend has two homes. So we sucked on Lady Jesus, Sucked her to the bone. And we pray that you won't need us, As we kiss your sweaty palms. Yr old dad's never around, Yr old dad's never in town. Yr old dad's crying, (Woo woo) He said, son I've given up. Cos yr mother can't stop lying, (Woo woo) And yr girlfriend's just too tough. Yr old dad's never in town, Yr old dad will never be found. So we sucked on Lady Jesus, Sucked her to the bone. And we pray that you won't need us, As we kiss your sweaty palms because, Yr old dad's dying Yr old dad's dying Yr old dad's dying Yr old dad's done.