Letras
When does a joke become a dad joke?
I don't know, when?
When it becomes a parent!
Oh!
Sleepover at my girls' tonight
Nails done, scrunchie tied
Girl talk, get the party right
Then Dad strolls in like he's so fly
He's all, "Have you heard this one?"
Spittin' out them cheesy puns
But he thinks we're havin' fun
All we wanna do is run
He thinks he's Uncle Jesse
But he's more like Joey Gladstone
He opens up his mouth
And I'm all like, "Cut it out"
Ew!
'Cause he thinks he's funny when he's not
I guess that's all he's got
Hey, girls
Here he goes with the Rolodex of dad jokes
Every one a bad joke
He's tryin' to be cool, but he can't
I know, he knows it's so embarrassing
It must be a dad thing
But I won't pull his finger again
Hey, what's brown and sticky?
A stick
He say I don't laugh 'cause I'm woke
But I'm just tired of the same jokes
Let him think I'll be on my toes
Sure, Dad, you got my nose
And he's clingin' to his lines
Like they're the greatest of all time
We all know you got your shit
From the back of a popsicle stick
Listen to this
Oh no, he's still doin' the dad jokes
Every one a bad joke
Oh my God, can't you take a hint?
You know I heard 'em all the first time
And the eighty-first time
And they're not getting better, my friend
Another dad joke
Another sad joke
I don't trust stairs, they're always up to something
Another dad joke
Another sad joke
Haha, I'll get outta here, but before I go, have you heard this one?
What did the drummer name his daughters?
What, Dad?
Ana-One, Ana-Two
Ugh, stop it
What did the grape do when he got stepped on?