Daddy, Why Did You Eat My Fries? taby ukulele według Rebecca Sugar

G                  C
Daddy, why did you leave me?
D7                           G
You created me, so don't you wanna see me?
G                 C       
Daddy why did you make me?
                      D7
If you're not gonna take me
                     G
to get a burger and shakey?


G
My cursed blood is your cursed blood,
B7
c'mon back and be my bud,
       Em
I can count your visits on my fingertips,
C7
come back and give me presents from your business trips.


G
Daddy, why did you father me?
B7
If all you wanna do is bother me?
Em
Don't you know that I love you,
       C7
and I only wanna see more of you?

G                   C
Daddy, why did you eat my fries?
D7                  G
I bought them, and they were mine.
G
But you ate them,
     C
you ate my fries,
        D7                   G
and i cried, but you didn't see me cry.


G                    B7
Daddy, do you even love me?
                       Em
well I wish you would show it
                     C7
because I wouldn't know it
                              G
what kind of dad eats his daughters fries?
                          B7
and doesn't even look her in the eye
                   Em
daddy there were tears there
                           C7
if you saw them would you even care?