| Lyrics: | What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied
He tried to solve it, that was his only
crime
Well, I ain't got no inhibitions
And my daddy gets left, alright
The time for
him to make the decision
If this is still the place, I'm gonna spend the night
He says, "get
out, your no son of mine"
What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied
You don't
understand, he thinks he's always right
He says, your lust is the toy of
confliction
And you think you got fun all the time
In school, you ain't got no
direction
He thinks I'm just a kid that ain't got no mind
I say, "no way are you gonna run
my life"
What a problem, you know he's fit to be tied
On my way, he pushed me over the
line
What a problem, I'm only one of a kind
He says, "get out, your no son of
mine"
I say, "no way are you gonna run my life"
Packed my bags, won't even say
good-bye
I'll show you a thing or two, you know I've got my pride
What a problem, you know
he's fit to be tied |
