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Papa, Oh PapaIt's plain to seeYou was hoping' for a daughterInstead of a son like meSomeone who would sew your shirtsSomeone who would bake your piesSomeone to look into your faceWith sweet adoring eyesI was a disappointmentRight from the start'Cause you could recognize in meYour own cold heartPapa, Oh PapaIt's like old timesYou gettin' drunk on whiskeyMe getting' stoned on wineDavid slew GoliathTo right a terrible wrongGonna beat you with my fistI'm gonna kill you with this songKill you with this songLetras de cancionesKill you with this songKill you with this songI'm gonna kill you with my songKill youKill youPapa, oh papaKill you From Letras Mania