With My Daddy In The Attic

	作曲 : Previn
	Ba ba ba ba
	Ba ba ba ba...
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	That is where
	My being wants to bed
	With the
	Mattress ticking showing
	And the tattered pillow slip
	And the pine
	Unpainted rafters overhead
	With the
	Door closed on my mama
	And my sibling competition
	And my Shirley Temple doll
	That truly cries
	And my essay on religion
	With the pasted paper stare
	Proving tangibly
	I'd won the second prize
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	That is where
	My dark attraction lies
	With his
	Madness on the nightstand
	Placed beside
	His loaded gun
	In the terrifying nearness
	Of his eyes
	With no
	Window spying neighbours
	And no
	Husbands in the future
	To intrude
	Upon our attic
	Past the stair
	Where we'll live on
	Peanut butter
	Spread across assorted crackers
	And he'll play
	His clarinet
	When I despair
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	Passed the stair
	Where we'll live on
	Peanut butter
	Spread across assorted crackers
	And he'll play
	His clarinet
	When I despair
	Ba ba ba ba
	Ba ba ba ba...
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	Passed the stair
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	Passed the stair

	zuò qǔ : Previn
	Ba ba ba ba
	Ba ba ba ba...
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	That is where
	My being wants to bed
	With the
	Mattress ticking showing
	And the tattered pillow slip
	And the pine
	Unpainted rafters overhead
	With the
	Door closed on my mama
	And my sibling competition
	And my Shirley Temple doll
	That truly cries
	And my essay on religion
	With the pasted paper stare
	Proving tangibly
	I' d won the second prize
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	That is where
	My dark attraction lies
	With his
	Madness on the nightstand
	Placed beside
	His loaded gun
	In the terrifying nearness
	Of his eyes
	With no
	Window spying neighbours
	And no
	Husbands in the future
	To intrude
	Upon our attic
	Past the stair
	Where we' ll live on
	Peanut butter
	Spread across assorted crackers
	And he' ll play
	His clarinet
	When I despair
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	Passed the stair
	Where we' ll live on
	Peanut butter
	Spread across assorted crackers
	And he' ll play
	His clarinet
	When I despair
	Ba ba ba ba
	Ba ba ba ba...
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	Passed the stair
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	With my
	Daddy in the attic
	Passed the stair